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Oct 08, 2009
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Contradicing thoughts on the tip top
Yea no worries is the story of my lifeWith a flurry trying to never cause others shy strifeSo i get the kitchen knife and build a bong to get higher than a fly kiteCause I like to get highand flip by within my ride bumping twine tunes in the heat of the afternoonCause the tune is never too soon unlike the premature birth of a baboonSome fucking curse and call me a loonbut I know what I do and why I do the things I doSo if you come around me telling me what to do ill fucking kill youYou don't even understand or comprehend the plan I have for the planet with the help of my platoonthat I will lead until we have control of everything on the earth plus the bright blue moon that helps in mass monsoons that will help continue the death of unrighteous dudesLike Hitler I’m coming at ya looking to be attacking the mass listen to rapping that suck worse then a Jew stealing his cashes like Stalin I’m brash and emotionless not given a fuck less about your stress only my own cause I’m best and don’t settle for anything less then my own happiness all contradictionsUnlike Jesus killing himself for no reason creating times peace less I cant even discuss it makes me so sickAnd if you want to hear my thought on the topic then just listen to other raps I be producing and dont flip flop itcause this life is a once chance gift and I’m not going to take it for granted my mind thinks deeper then lost Atlantis and my skull is thick like granite I can’t even explain itin the way that I maintain it it’s senseless and brainless even though its the same as the next kid
— mdehe, Oct 08, 2009
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