I been swaggin’ while the haters keep raggin’. But they goin’ nowhere, pants saggin’. I knock ‘em down one by one, black baggin’. I ain’t got time to join ‘em, I just run ‘em over with my wagon.
But look, now by the time that I’m through, Its like there’s been a demolishing crew If you think you can cross me. Yeah if you try to come hurt me. I’ll take every single dollar, and every last cent. I’ll **** up your ****, I don’t show mercy, no repent.
I will rise to the top, Hell no, I won’t stop. Haters just wanna see me flop. ‘cuz every big mess needs a mop.
I’ll take my seat on the throne. Have a sip, good patron. Spend a moment, clean up my spill. ****, now I’ve got some time to ****.
This is my first rap-style poem. It was inspired by ****** in Paris. Its not really long enough to be a full song, but I think it flows well. :)