Stature

I feel....weight, like so much heavier, more then a poet so call me a messanger;
I got height evolving from the hype, that I would be alright if I do things right;
I got stance, the baggy in my pants isnt to symbolize crime or tight enough to dance;
I like to wear a belt but it feels like chains, and my names not Toby so I willl not be considered the same;
I know my swagger needs polishing, fitted hats and skully caps I am not abolishing;
But I went from footlocker to Ralph Lauren crikets, when I realize I was paying for my size 12 Jordans plane tickets;
Sweat Shops and medals at the end of laces? giving Nike enough money for a new face lift;
Funny we giving up the dough but cant get a day shift, and I strive a million dollar bed not someone to lay with;
I get personal for my personallity, I do the right thing so mommy wont get mad at me;
I can say F life and why bother, but success needs a man and I dont have a father;
I know moves that makes spins look like skipping, so a gun or bars isnt the only thing I am gripping;
Front flip through hoops of fire, as my wings explode and make me flier;
I think, move and adapt faster,
all because I am at a certaint, unexplainable STATURE.