I found this poem from 2nd grade...sike! lol
Check it,
life is crazy
shaped like clay see
I can verbally Rock a fella like Jay-z
Sock a fella, but hitten up ladies
this verbal super shooter flow stars
some wrappers got no bars
bringing the almond joy so fans can go nuts
I see holes through cops like doughnuts
but im new comparably M-Azing
not terribly hot, but ubearably blazing
I don't need a pistol or missle im ambitious
my homies will blow a whistle on these bitches
when we get suspicious lookin for women not fishes
in this sea your food we serve a dude like dishes
molesting childish rappers like this be micheal
tell those garbage mc's that we re-cycle
going to fast in relation Ships I demand brakes
Excuse Me girl touchin like hand shakes
I Connect girls like a text
Thehoa say's Sprint I can't tell so im like Next!
preverse an reverse like Nextell words a pretzel
complicated to make, but they don't flake their special
lyrically an of the top wiz an ace tweedle
none can top this not even the space needle
my words are slowly Building as I stack power
no lair for this night mare just the black tower
mind to clever to function
forever working construction
instruction is to prevent or repent destruction
forget seduction I need production
relentless i've spent bliss
looking at the past, my lifes a sentence
nothing will last, but a trifes repentance
these common senses sorrounded by consequences
no one confidences so were bounded by omnisciences.
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