go Janet...go Janet...go Janet
you juked them all out, you left them bamboozled...you left them graspings for straws....
u set them up (and they set themselves oneselves up) for the okie doke....
you left them wallowing in their own venom
they said you was u was broke, they said uwere done, they said you were finished....
they said you was a danger to those 3 kids.....they said u were a deviant
they said u was leeching off your brothers estate...
they said the young contemporaries have taken your place
they said you was a byproduct of luck and a pick of the draw
they said u spoke in that squeely voice and there was no substance
they said you was on depressant medication....
they said Tyler Perry saved your career....
they said u would never make another album ever again...
they said u should ride off into the sunset.......
they didn't want to hear from u no more
white radio/black radio chastised for the past 2 years.....if not longer....
but at the end of the day, you hold all the cards, full house, straight flush...you can tell all to go fish, you can tell all the pundits QUEEN ME.....you pulled out the ultimate checkmate
u came out blastin.......pullin no punches.....
they said the guy u married too would have nothing to do with you
they say your money is his....but they forget something
money don't marry individuals w/out money....
a billionaire aint gone marry no one who don't have no money
u showed at this gig by your self to let everyone know don't get it twisted, this is all me....
u held it down hook, line, and sinker
u did it like the Son of Ja-rel crushing the hands of General Zod (check Superman II)....
u did it, and they know you did, that's why is so quiet as we speak...
Forbes is folding up shop...they got the numbers wrong....and they mad cause they didn't know and never had a clue, and never will
this poem is titled POETIC JUSTICE 2013 baby....
[Edited 5/25/13 16:15pm]