The plaza is filled with creeps
Sitting along the concrete
***** smelly feet
Untrustworthy gas station meat

I lean up against the wall
See a man who's very tall
Beside an old lady who's about to fall

Granny stumbles around, dazed and confused
Doesn't even know which pills to choose
Asks tall guy which ones to take
Guy blows her off like candles on a cake

I interject, "Can I help you, ya old hag?"
Gran gran then opens the bag

I gaze upon the pills
The entire pack is filled
Stuff like this could go for many dollar bills

Granny says, "I need my Tuesdays."
I tell her, "Lady do you even read due dates?"

I don't know gran, you're on your own
You're gonna hafta figure this one out alone

Bus rolls up an somethins queer
Some pretty sketchy characters filling up the rear
So I take a seat up front, straight up Rosa parks
Weirdos left an right with their ****** birth marks

Guys with beards so long they could choke a man with em
Mexi with a ****, two others smokin with him
Many oddities line all up and down the bus
So I turn my frown upside down and try not to cuss

Mexi: I'm the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.
Ramona: I will kick your ***.
Aurora: She's so sweet, and graceful, and cherry flavored.
Knives: *******


Many more to come probably because I hate myself.

Lord of the Rings,
pinning Kingpins
then Kinging-kings,
Mexi-can
and some can't
you stand a slump chance
peripheral vision, no glance
B-boy stance, more ***** than lance
I'll battle your whole camp,
blowing your speakers, Amp'd
revamped, and clamp't
now i'm stepping over you tramps,
those silly rants, got you stamp'd
for getting carried away-
u can't see my BARS- this ain't Saint Patrick's day.
ever since i started rapping this way,
ya'll flows start'n to look like paper mache
I made so much REAL, paper today, but
these Cheeseheads playing keep away, holding this Green Bay Packer at Bay, they ******* up the play, like a rain delay, feeling like putting the refs, to rest, for the rest of the day.Either way, my pocket's Fannie May, and the Lambo feel Cray, so like Sandro, they go pay, top dollar, no topay. I treat BARS and money the same way-  up-up and away- so quick, you'd think I'm saving the day. But i'm no HERO, I dont swing that way. Villian on scene, looking for a fight. I Wonder Women- when they see, My D.C. then left Superman all ******, for acting tight. i guess that make me a Cript -tonight.