My Wins, My wins, My wins

This is how you should live, Lardo
Tell the man in the mirror he is made
Smile big until your fangs start to speak
Till the venom poisons the crowd to know who you are.
Hiss hard until they’re afraid
You are the outcome of an angry grinding machine
Smooth and complete.
You are your mother’s child,
The dynasty’s pillar
The geek in the trio, you are magic
And with all your prowess,
There is only one thing you cannot do
And that is nothing.
This is how you should walk Lardo,
Tell the ground it is a bouncy castle,
A mattress, never too hard to punch.
Crush his ego to flour
This is how you should talk
Spread your mouth like a plague
Gestures in sync with poetry
For everything you have earned
Everyone you have known
Every place you have gone
Takes permission from the universe
So they can love you right.
This is how you should be,
Dear Lardo.

LARDO