I feel the urge,
I feel the ache,
I feel my stomach
start to quake
must find my throne
exalted seat
a place where I
can find release
I wonder what
it's all about
as lines and verse
just slides right out
and when it comes
the proper time,
I raise my seat,
observe my rhymes
I can't resist
the urge to look
at what came out
at what I cooked
and when I'm done,
I pull the ****
and send it down
to all you slobs
to make you gag,
to make you think
besides, I'm proud
of how it stinks
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
I feel the urge,
I feel the ache,
I feel my stomach
start to quake
must find my throne
exalted seat
a place where I
can find release
I wonder what
it's all about
as lines and verse
just slides right out
and when it comes
the proper time,
I raise my seat,
observe my rhymes
I can't resist
the urge to look
at what came out
at what I cooked
and when I'm done,
I pull the ****
and send it down
to all you slobs
to make you gag,
to make you think
besides, I'm proud
of how it stinks