I'm Back

I'm Back

A Poem by bringthestoke

I’m Back

Lately I’ve been all sappy and happy

But it’s time to come down from that

I’ve missed goin’ full on attack

I heard you talkin’ s**t now I’m gettin’ whiplash

Turnin’ around so fast

The whole group has massed

Now you about to getcha mouth sewed to your a*s

I’m sick of you talkin’ s**t, this will be your last

Slay you with my words,

You’re stuck in outer space while I’m havin’ a blast

My bad, that sounds kinda whack

I don’t care though, I refuse to take it back

Think you’re all that but read between the spaces

You’ve run out of original ideas

Good job hipster, now you’re basic

Not only did you lose the 100m dash

But you fell off the track

I wave hello as I race by you like I’m the world’s happiest guy

It was a sunny day ‘til I told the sun to get out of my eyes

In the blink of an eye there was a black sky

If that doesn’t drop the hint that I’m frightening

Then you’re bound to get shocked like lightning

When I tell you what I’ve been up to lately

In this criminal mind of mine

I managed to grab father time

I stabbed him twice in the jugular

Let’s just say the numbers bled off the clock

Now the world runs on a dime

No sense of direction

I managed to strip this country of its protection

If you think you can peer edit this don’t even give it a try

My work doesn’t accept corrections

My work’s a pain in the drain

This song has no shame in going insane and holding its ground for the fame

And if you think it’s lame?

That’s cute, you just lost the game

This ain’t chutes and ladders

This is me riding up my mansion escalators

While you’re bakin’ in the summer driving those excavators

You got alot of life struggles for a guy

Who manages to talk so high like he owns the Apple of i

Struggling to feed your family so you can all get by

I’m rolling in the money but you like to talk s**t

I’ll laugh in your face as you begin to cry

Wanted me in your life when I could provide

But you left my side to go get high

Have a great time,

Don’t come runnin’ back to kiss my a*s when you need me to provide

If I told you I cared at one time I hate to tell you that I lied

I hope you feel empty without me

I’m fulfilled, I have what I need

Best of luck to you and your weed.




© 2014 bringthestoke


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Added on October 21, 2014
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bringthestoke
bringthestoke

North Attleboro, MA



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17, USA. Skateboarder. I write poetry and songs. Don't leave me to dwell in my own mind. more..

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