Can never sit still guess I’ve got extra electricity
That’s why nobody can write poems half as sick as me
Still can’t breathe like there’s no grass and trees
Just a patch of dirt I can’t leave till I pay the fees
Refuse to pay sorry won’t say, stay off my knees
Taking what’s mine don’t say thanks or please
Listen to what I say or die, royal decrees
This world full of insects, maggots and fleas
Crabs in a bucket, give me a boost is their plea
But I’m too salty, can’t help, like desert dwellers trying to drink the Dead Sea
Might be able to help if you only need a nice medley
As you write the pencil dulls, but the mind sharpens, Deadly
Chop it like Freddy, flow heady
Be First to Comment