He Said Don’t Call Me Boy Boy

Confused, he was

And not because

There was no way else to be.

He could but would not see.

There was shit afoot

And it did not look good

Like right now was hooded

In the cloak of history

Iced with mystery

Of why shit is like it is.

Maybe he got no biz.

Asking bout the master plan.

Dude’s just an also ran.

He got no say in forever.