Drive-Bye Just Servicing Before I Lay Dem Business Cards Some Mo' (While Off From Trucking Cause My Clock Is Programmed Dimensionally) Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

strapped with quixotic intelligence cause I'm that quixotic intelligent intelligently quixotic
doing a drive-bye through neighborhoods seeing roof debris removal costing
fives to twenties depending on the job size
incorporating a neighborhood fee of five dollars for trash removal and recycling as total beautification is real
when drunks and addicts mostly litter
then it be the ignorants
and that be the local police job to shortstop em
at the stop sign you can see directions which will help you make a decision
and i aint tripping off no funk which aint mine
besting lawns plus bonzai bushes and trees including solar enlightenment we sow
reaping permanent contracts just in case residential and commercial window cleaning don't go down like we thought
gardening with our hands standing or on our knees is how i was taught
handling fencing perimeters like neverending growing men should instead of being cowards to the endless
servicing janitorial residentially and commercially
plus your vehicle inside and out waxed finished with that polishing
putting in major work
while haters wait in line to jabber jock ahjock ahjocking
customers pay our way as our Ancestors clap encore
you know the dem birds gon adore
cause they stay watching wid they keen eyesight
food water and shelter is all true eyes know
and i ain't tripping off they color funk cause thats they death to they brain they learned
glad i was educated factually
and actually (echoing) ....

i got products to make and buy like make my own mulch to be redistributed back into my landscapings
after no rather before i get that bucket truck ugh
and i need to go back and get carpenter certified plus insured bonded to roof again righ and carpenter inside and outside out of homes
paying taxes on any abandoned houses that want some
cause i refuse to leave a neighborhood without knowing that i could have own to be exact
and my mindset keeps intact turning into the main road heading back to my home where more peace be at surrounded by a few acres though not like i need to
and theres a no trespassing sign just in case if you didn't know the claymore was active
cause you never know when you gon die
that's why the courier service always drop mine in that box to the side of the road

so how you gone roll with me
and you ain't NCCER certified too?
get that paper while working your own skills and each soldier keep graduating instead of dying young everytime...
a little lime squeeze in my water drinking nourishment everytime...