For My Disappointing Hip Hop Heroes - Ceschi

Most of us tried to jump of rooftops and threatened to slit our wrists at 14

Only some succeeded and missed out on the late nineties' underground rap scene

By 18 it felt beautiful to be man

To stick your dick in pussy holes 'til it got red

The college girls tasted like diner food and cigarette sauce

Now the grown girls taste like a dust and years of regret protein blend

Even whores won’t touch you with a stick

'Til you shave your face and lose the weight you gained in LA

'Til you start convincing people that you’re not sick

And start to smile

At the babies and the puppies and the passersby

With symmetrical bodies and rhythmic strides

Hidden well beneath the fog of Guilford

You’ve got nostalgia to kill tonight

It’s been so fucking long since you’ve had a hero that didn’t disappoint or die