Prototype

Still don’t know how to define you
The things you do still leave me guessing
Not sure of what’s coming up next
You leave me in a world of wonder
But…for some reason I like it
Mainly because I like to try new things
And you, my dear sir, are like “Nikes fresh out the box”
But they have yet to make another you
Something like a collector’s item
And I have the honors of putting you on my prize shelf
Wait that sounded a little creepy
But I think I got my point across
In basic text, baby
“You are the prototype”
Of what the man of dreams should be
A one of kind
Once in a lifetime
Kind of thing
That I need to hold on to…..

- Authentic Jay