It goes down like this in a story,
Man, I’m about to make history.
Momma, I need you right now,
Hip-hop song “Bang Bang Pow Pow”
Killed off like snippets oh well,
Man, I cursed now I’m going to hell.
Forget about that cute girl you know,
She will never be yours its reality now.
As I looked over and over at my lines,
I hunt you down like sniffing dem bombs.
Can’t have this without my momma,
All I don’t need to hear is that boring drama.
Momma, I want you to see how I am,
My bro is now my homie and named Sam.
I can’t believe how I am now without you all,
Beck and call, but I still do ball.
Haven’t y’all sort of needed me all at once?
Man, go and smoke and choke on some blunts.
Nah man, I didn’t mean it that way,
Man deez women keep me company.
I wish I had my girl back right like it’s a do-over,
Man I miss her and Nah I’m not drinking, I’m sober.
Cause these rhymes I’m saying fresh in my mind,
I can’t fuck off and I say fucking screw off mankind.
Women, on the other hand, should all be powerful,
America needs a female president y’all know?
Fuckin fuck off wit da powerful men,
What’s it gotta take to not pretend?
America the brave and the bold,
More like there are more stories to be told.
Haha, we’re a fucking screwed nation,
I can’t believe I don’t have a vacation.
Sorry for this cursing in this storyline,
All dem children better are home by nine.
Cuz they too young to be out late at night,
Man all I’ve done now it’s a fought war bite.
Can’t I have this warzone to end right?
Man the Phillies be screwed these last two nights.
All the fans better are prepared for a horrible season,
Cuz look at the Phillies fucked up started off standings.
Can’t I plead anymore against my beliefs already?
All y’all gotta do is be prepared for me to do anything.
Cause it’s a fucked up world!
Twice I say it’s a fucked up world!
Man, they say America’s free and there’s no such thing,
They say once upon a time “Let America’s Freedom Ring!”
Way to go America I guess?
Oops I fucked up that test.
I guess I get an F for failure on that paper,
Maybe I should’ve studied instead of being a rapper.
I can’t say this enough to I scream and shout it aloud,
I can’t say this enough like The Beatles “Twist and Shout”.
Just I need the very best like there’s no one who ever was,
My new triumph is to be the very best I just say it because.
Once I needed to set a goal in life,
It could’ve been the best one in belief.
Over and over I could’ve been the one who’s on top,
Man, this ain’t no Dr. Seuss’s “Hop on Pop”.
Y’all be the best at what you are and don’t let anyone stop you,
I say embrace your inner self and you’re so beautiful.
Awe you’re such a beautiful thing,
I thank you all for listening.
Poetry
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