"A Hustla'z Mindstate is Like Sex" - TO: Ms. Rabbi

(Poem)

I have this Obsession-Compulsion, as stress keeps me focused/
To notions of dough, I respect my devotion/
My emotions are frozen, as sweat keeps me soaked in-
This game, with no names, my heat is my Trojan/
I close in, holding my breath, exposing what's left to allure/
And maintain in my cipher, cause so many left premature/
I stay open, as opportunity continues to knock/
At the backdoor, but for me, none of your doors are locked/
I was born on the block, cocky, but not too cocky to spot/
Incognito, and not sloppy, too much monopoly to stop/
Some call me Papi, but not cause I fathered the plot/
I'm just deep in it-
trying to give it all I got/
Its all or naught, blow the spot, when I'm through/
You gon' feel me down south and all around town too/
I must be crazy, to do the crazy ish I do/
I'm a husstla baaby!!!!
with this I thought you knew/
and through me, now there's a hustla in you!!!

What's Good!!
If you feelin' me, Holla at me to Feel Me!!! Nah, jus playin'! What Up Jessica Rabbit!
Holla at the Kidd! Show ya' boy some Love!
Peace!

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*You Can't Out Hustle a Hustla, You Can't Out Play a Playa...*
**Staring At the World Thru My Rearview**

Profecy

decent piece ..props given ..oNE