My Cousin Is Jealous Of Me
Is this the way it should be
What I have good irritates him like a flea
He ought to get over it and let me be
My cousin showed my aunt a poem that is explicit
He made her so mad at me that she could spit
She wrote me an email and pretty much had a fit
He showed my most provocative poem, but what was his point in it
Outta my twenty-five poems, my aunt only seen one
If my cousin is jealous, he should have never showed her none
My cousin made me look bad, and this was his fun
In the end, I'm going to embarrass him, then he will run
He should never forget that I'm always number one
My aunt won't have to read anymore rubbish
One day, my poetry will be published
I will make more money than my cousin, and I will triple double it
In the end, my cousin will be the one throwin' the fit
Because I will be famous and in high spirit
