Toxic Poem by Christopher Biddle

Toxic



I don't spit fire; I spit toxic!
My rhymes so sick, make you wanna slit ya wrists!

My poems might be sad, but damn thats too f$%kin bad!
Now dont start to pout, cause this is how I get my feelings out.

Some of you may spit fire to fuel your desire,
Maybe even ice cause you nice.

But NO thats not what I spit,
What I spit is so venomous, poisonous, even catastrophic!

Thats why I spit Toxic!

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