![]() Your CrewA Poem by Peejay![]() This is a rap poem inspired by the many wealthy upper middle class types I came across in the Sydney punk and hardcore community. Written from their perspective. A bit of light hearted humour.![]()
My mother stays at home my old man is a broker
The only gun I've ever held was a pump action super soaker I aint playing it dumb I aint acting the fool My parents sent me to an expensive private school Never had it tough growing up in a shire My favourite punk band is alien amplifier Live in my own world where logic and reason get scolded I love to go to shows just to keep my arms folded All of a sudden living at home got real s****y So my parents bought me an apartment in the f*****g city! My friends are like brothers, we all fight for a cause: "My generic neck tattoos are better than yours!" Never had a white hooded clan out to lynch me I've got a cup holder for my latte' in my suburban SUV This is my calling, my greatest social priority: The Upper Middle Class White Male Minority © 2013 Peejay |
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Added on July 31, 2013 Last Updated on July 31, 2013 Author![]() PeejayPerth, WA, AustraliaAbout25 year old guy from Sydney Australia. Currently Residing out of Perth. Sang in punk and hardcore bands for 10 years and love writing more..Writing
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