This Type Poem by FOEVERAMI JOHNSON

Wondering what type of Figure is this...
Like I shouldn't already know but what I was told made me sick....Threw up the poisoned that was ingested threw away the love that was infected...
This will always remain broken...no need to deposit 25cents as a token...no bubblegum coming out this machine but you are the nightmare that I dream about in my Dreams...
(That keeps me awake...)
My team, my supporter, my help, my next of kin, my BESTFRIEND in hand...
But you whisper SHE SHOULDN'T KISS HER MAN IN FRONT YOU?
Ok
Mr Miogie leap frog..
I deal with My friend Consistently...You Dog!
Someone call the Wisconsin Humane Society...
Its A Stray Dog that can't chew his bone...so he is the wrong breed that needs to go home...
To doggie Hell...
To catch him....Yall failed
Woof...Woof...Woof..better yet
Poof... poof... poof....