Call me poetry
rhymes flow so cold and defiant
I'm like the antichrist
notorious and unholy
causing damage when I spit
no ****...*****!!!
it's like volcanic
I'm spittin fire
putting mother ******* in panic
running for the hills
I'm so ILL
so get ready......
Just Call Me Poetry

Feel that cool breeze
in the hot summer heat
girl you look so good to me
and if this is real love
then baby I guess I'm in deep
your body is like an open book of poetry
I'm reading you and your every move
subconsciously thinking
the things that you and me could be doing
MMMM...  Just call it Poetry