So one night while I was laying in bed
Resting my head
I get a email and this is what it said
Jody you don't know me
But I'm friends with you homie
And I was reading your poems and they seem like you lonely
All your poems about women by the way my name is Tony
Do you have anything to write about other than that
If you know me I took this as a verbal attack
So I replied back
As a matter of fact
I am very much alone in a room full of people
Cause to me not a single one of 'em is my equal
Maybe one is too smart or one too dumb
One lives with his wife or one never had fun
So for me I write what I feel is right
I know cats that write strictly to enlight
In hopes they'll educate a sucker like me
But in order to do so they must be Jody G
You know what tell them cats to write something that entertains
They'll tell you the same
They write what their fingers are told by their brain
So this is not my first or my last time I'm going to have to explain
I write what I feel I feel what is right
So what I write is right as I feel
You don't have to feel what I write is right
Good night
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