Ode to the Dozens Ending with Me & My Dogs

I ask Big Mike where the phrase found its life

where the Dozens comes from & he says

something about old firing squads

with their rifles & only one bullet

amongst the twelve possibilities.

The Dirty Dozens, he says & I proceed

to roast Elliot like,

You ol’ I’m fifty-six

but I’m wearin’ a shirt made for a six-year-old

lookin’ mawfucka! & on & on

because can’t nothing stop us when we play

the Dozens, Mone X chiming in

like, Get ‘em! Now add Civ & Ciph

Tarzan, Will, JR, Big Mike & we roast

one another like,

You ol’ prison Under Armour

commercial lookin’ mawfucka!

You ol’ lookin’ like I wear

a twelve but really I rock a six-and-a-half

lookin’ mawfucka!

You ol’ “I’m the captain now”

Lookin’ mawfucka

You ol’ WHAT ARE THOSE?!

Lookin’ mawfucka! & it’s like family talk

It’s like Saturday morning in the sun

off the OJ & vodka to numb the aches.

I’ll take this everyday ‘til I’m free.

Picture this: me & my dogs giving no fucks

about who’s the shooter, who’s the victim

& who’s got the bullet, just laughing

barking & carrying on, shouting, Get ‘em!

chests out like we can’t be touched.