I Flipped the Bird

Papi I know Ive got a bunch of words stored in my mouth

and they’ve been picked from deep down south 

they’re in my body, friend, until we meet again

 somewhere between my button cheese an nutt’in

theres a funny chuckle runn’in out my nose

an piggy snorts, no doubt, without no clothes

I flip the bird twice, to the wise ole owl 

an kept him guessing, till he smells fowl

so many funny tricks and sticky birds 

i had to get a license plate for clever words  

so when  time came for landing homes

there’d be no runway, for hateful Poems

Kay key cut Zola and sucked who knew

House rules's fuck an hell bitched too

you got no problem unless Its true

don dumped my nation and fried it too

sally shingled all the doors and crawled unfriendly on the floor

I watched dem’s laughing in sooth’n pain

a din watched my nation go insane