Short negu cast a tall shadow
Get devoured by potholes and gravel
Still acquired them tassels
And most of my teachers were azzholes
Gifted bastard often bored
Lack of a challenge often scored
Peddle to the floor speed meet bump
Cruise on you chumps frame on slump
No punts four downs three strikes no balls
Cause dicks run this sleep with fish
If you greet with disrespect part ya neck
Depart your set permanent hiatus
Targeting nature then I knock down
Do my dirt then I’m not round
Introduce hate to birds (chirp chirp)
While I drive drop the blunt won’t swerve
Lack patience dear success I hate waitin.
A: Poetic Thought By: Ronald T.
“Stasis” Is A Poetic Thought Written by: Ronald Thompson © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.
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