The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 226 Poem by Flying Lemming

I be the rap master, the words be my tool
Flipped out brain wise while at school
The streets trained me good, as they could so they should
Spent my life being misunderstood
I beat to your brain, drive my voice through your cranium
I ain’t Australian, but deadly as uranium
When I throw verbs you feel under fire
You’re music be cheesy and I be the cheese wire
The hip hop tones are in my bones
My brain be giving my talent loans
MC of the free that’s me
More humped out than a dromedary
I’m hip, fly, cranking, bigger than big
Though slow rate low rate jivers cant dig
The king of move’s, groove’s, power through each day
Floating demon like over all I survey

The nurse just smiled and patted his head
“Now take your medication and go to bed”