I’m a little white package engineered to get lit
encased in plastic till its time for the composition to hit
packed with quick jabs and hard punches in every word
I make sure they don't fall short of a knock out encore.
can't have rhymes ringing the bell like “ah...heh heh hello
i need your permission to enter in
forget that noise I don’t need anybody’s invitation
I’m here to signal others to join a mission
listen while you can to this call of ambition
or fall behind this move of dissemination
you’ll be left in the dust piecing together
the opportunities missed to rise above the herd
futile attempts to eclipse the masses
speaking the same disdain of placement in status
The time is now it’s ticking away
tune in and listen or meet the dismay
today will be the test of victory or defeat
Get off your ***** and stand up on your feet.

~S.M.S