From seventeen to seventy plus

And trust

I didn’t think

It would be like this

This same old click shit

Coming from old chicks,

Talking shit

Behind your back

Because they lack

Confidence

And act

In

Godlessness

You would think at 70 year plus

You wouldn’t see

This jealousy

Ladies acting

Anything

But pleasantly

Operating

With bad chemistry

Looking like

They’re seventy

Years

Of

Pregnancy

Seventy year plus old women

With that resting bitch face

Showing no smile in place

And most profess Christ

In their life

Living a jackknife life

Wanting everyone to believe

Everything is alright in their life

When it ain’t

They carry too much

negative weight

Unsure of themselves

Like a seventeen year old classmate

I didn’t think a group of senior women

Would act like

A group of senior demons

Always aware of you

Having you

As the topic

In their little crew

Seventy year plus

Living mindless

Fake kindness

No friendliness

Living with no real purpose

Just a human carcass 

Practicing

Jealousy, envy, insecurity 

No signs of maturity 

70 Years plus

Still wanting popularity 

Well

I don’t know 

What the hell to tell you

About little old ladies 

Like that

But what I have learned 

When they act

Don’t react

That type of energy 

You don’t want to attract 

This same old click shit

Just don’t quit

From junior high school

To groups of old clicks

acting like old fools

I stay kool

In my own lane

And maintain

I didn’t think

It would be like this

This same old click shit