Lemme tell y’all/… I got a best friend…/ the bestest friend God did ever send/…sometimes I don’t know if I ever deserve her/ but ima spit some words for her/ her eyes sparkle like dew at sunrise/ when sunlight hit those beautiful brown eyes/ faint cries reach ma ears/ and once azure skies/ make way for my stormy eyes/ ma gale force fury/ n a down pour so strong because…/ i can’t control myself/ only 2 minutes ago i hear/ ma best friend is being beaten by her mommy/ the one and the same who gave birth and brought her on this earth/ well excuse me if I can’t control myself/ my fury…/ unmatched/ as wooden doors, plaster walls, and mirrors/ bow bend and break before ma fists/ so do bones under caramel skin but only right before/ the skin reveals the same dark red blood that pumps through them/ so ima tell you right now/…I have a bestest friend/… the bestest friend God did ever send/ and her voice n smile/break apart the clouds that../ hang on ma back/ wrapped around ma eyes so that I can be blind/ to the fury that controls me/ and any day I see her/ is a great day/ n we’ll have fun anyway we please/I’d do anything to see her cheese/and we make each other better/ but I think she’s ma better half/ her favorite subject isn’t math/ and neither it is mine/ and by some divine force of course we’ll still be best friends…/ to the end/ it’s kind of crazy but in the 10th grade / we made a promise/ if either 1 of us left this earth without the other/ we’d face the world wit a umbrella/ I’ve tried to tell some/…I’ve got a hell of a tongue/ they call it silver/ but ima make it golden/ all while holding you/ to ma chest/ n she’s got the will of a lion/ even though she’s only 5ft 5/ she’s always ready to smack down/ any snitch, girl or hood rat that did me wrong/ I love when she sing me that song!!/ HELL YEA DA CUPPYCAKE SONG!!!/ and that’s what I call her/…My Cuppycake/ and if u got a problem u can take/ your “I’m mad cuz my best friend isn’t better than yours”, hatin’ stanky butt outta hear/ but nah as a matter of fact/ before u leave/ lend me an ear/ we’ll keep on going strong till your crusty self is gone/ n I’ll be singing her songs outta key/ till someone stops me/ or pops me/ Hell!! I’d still be singing to from heaven/ n if you asked me 7 times/ I’d write u lines/….the 1st time/ n it wouldn’t even rhyme/ it just flow beautifully like you/ round 2!/ just like you would smack down any snitch, girl or hood rat that did me wrong/ I’d smack your momz if could 2 the beat of a song/ so maybe, she would/ sing-song all the things she did wrong/ and my best friend wouldn’t say/ that her skin that’s like a toasted golden brown marshmallow when the sun hits it just right/ has black n blues/ from the person that almost has the same skin/ and the person same person who share her DNA/ the same person that pushed her out that day/ January 17 the same day as my birthday/ only mine is 2 yrs before/… in March/ and I’m parched/ and I don’t know what that has to do with anything/ but I’m just gunna end/ by saying hands down…/…I Got Da Bestest Friend!!