Jessica

15
And I’m sparking a joint
In the park with the boys chatting fart making noise
The girls are on a bench way over there in the distance to put space between our best means of resistance
It’s getting dark and we all want to kiss them but we don’t have a clue what to do so we just dis them
Too embarrassed to talk it over then John is like hold on somebody is walking over
Oh no yo it’s two other girls
Other half of the the species confusing our world
If they choose you it proves you’ve matured to the world
Fingers crossed in my pocket foot’s moving the dirt
Never sure whether they’re going to smile or bite you
They walk right over like they’re ready to fight you
They both look at me and say “Jessica likes you”
My mind goes numb my mouth is like “alright, cool”
Man let me tell you about Jessica Brown
Every single maths lesson I’ve been checking her out
There’s something in her face that makes my chest want to shout
And that freckle by the neck of blouse I’m like wow
Turns out she’s been checking me to and no one ever asked her out she’d been expecting me to
Just for good measure extra pressure to boot
Now my penalty's up but am I ready to shoot?
At this point I know I’m supposed to follow them
And if anyone has kissing techniques I want to borrow one
I can’t swallow and the possible horror of tomorrow if I get it wrong its got me hollow I can’t breathe
Man it would be worse if I run so I can’t leave
And I’ve got no control over the bones in my knees
My friends are egging me on telling me if you run now you’ll regret it believe
Next thing I know we’re in the middle of the park her friends, my friends watch from afar
Neither one of us is sure where to start
The stars are coming out the whole park’s getting dark
She looks at me, my mind goes numb
And I try to fight the urge to just pull her hair and run
Next thing I know her tongue's touching my tongue
And I’m not sure if I’m doing it right but I’m like nice one
For some reason I’m closing my eyes
The whole park melts and we’re frozen in time
Her hand’s on my shoulder I’m holding her side Then my hand goes down slowly strokes her behind
I don’t know why what a Joker am I
Oh no in my mind something is poking her thigh
It’s not how it was supposed to unfold I won’t lie
But she’s holding me tight just to show me it’s fine
This girl’s wicked and I wish we could kiss forever
I hear my name and I try not to listen
Open my eyes I’m in the fetal position in my bed aged ten not even dreaming of kissing
Even getting into my clothes feels like a mission
But I smell fried dumpling from down in the kitchen
No television in my room like I’m wishing
But there’s football to play to the park is my decision
Mum shouts “ I hope you’ve got your vest on”
And even though I know that I don’t I’m like “yes mum“
I know now it’s best never to test mum
Forget TV detectives believe she’s the best one
I can’t stop mum kickoff’s at two
Boy come back after seven you catch a lick of my shoe
I smile as I leave rally, burn up the street
Two dumplings I’m eating to quickly to chew
And now it’s 34 all
Steve gets the ball out on the right
Cuts back inside square ball to John
John goes to turn the crowd shouts “Man on”
Pass back to Steve who lets loose a shot you won’t believe
Top right hand corner out of Goalkeepers reach
The team goes mad “Pile on” behind the goal
I’m like “what’s the time, 20 to 9”
I’m like “oh”
Racking my brain for an excuse
Even though I know it’s no use I still choose to make one
Mum will take none but I’ve got to say something
Close the front door
Can still smell the dumpling
I can’t see mum so I dump my stuff
Just enough time to make tea and butter her up
“What time do you call this”
I don’t reply just act surprised
And close my eyes to get licked
But the licks don’t come
I stand struck dumb
Count down from five to one
The I slowly open my eyes to my surprise I stand dressed smart I’m now 21
Well done son mum gives me a hug
Young man grown up graduated and done
She wears her best clothes and I don’t suppose she knows her son owes the man ten grand for fun
But right now it doesn't matter
She’s sat chatting with Jess’s mum and dad over a cold platter
They’re all laughing how we’re still together
As we sit to the side with their wine they get leathered
She looks amazing
Better than I ever in those lessons when she drove me crazy
She looks at me a little nod that maybe it’s a bout time to tell them that we are having a baby
Open my eyes I’m 29
My 8 year old son wants to learn how to rhyme
Standing at the foot of our bed and off the top of his head he spits a flow showing perfect time
You know that deserves a smile
Ok lets get dressed brush your teeth and lets work on style
Get your clothes on and don’t forget your vest lad
And even thought I know that he won’t he like yes dad
A cup of tea in my mug that says best dad
More rhymes in the house that be driving Jess mad
She just smile as she sips her tea
And as I tickle her feet he comes back with his best pad
Alright, First thing you must observe the time
A good flow is like a fossil it preserves the time
And the only thing of worth you can learn from mine
Is that the spaces between words deserve to shine
You’ve got to find your own style son
And if the flow feels right to you the rhyme’s done
Sometimes looking back in time is good
Because somethings don’t change as you find what you love
Speak what you know breathe deep as you flow
Some people are going to bite you to keep the light down
But they can say what they like but when you’re gripping the mic make sure that you are right for right now