Now I Know I'm Pretty

He's a tomcat, ragged and grimy
Blind in one eye
Dressed in nothing more than boxers
and a faux leopard robe.
Tacky as his uneven, silver-capped teeth
he reclines on a bed of whores
dreadlocks, huge scars
Imitating
Pretending
Music pulsating, he'll cut you to shreds
And leave you there.
He's carrying on like he ain't got a care in the world
And who knows
Maybe he don't.
Maybe this fool's
Such a bad motherfucker.