‎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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