Alright, lets see it
You wanted to impress me, right?
Where's the books? Where's the brains?
Com'n, I don't need you to hold me tight
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I can't talk to a retard
I can't dicuss politicswith a rock
"Obama or McCain?"
My god, answer the question, I don't want a fucking lip lock
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Let's be honest
Did you even gradute high school?
Are you serious?
Pull up your pants, you stupid white boy, you're not cool
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Where are we going with this?
Are you just going to be dead weight?
I got places to go, I got a college to pay for
Your loser ass and me - no, its not fate
Where Are We Going With This?
The eyes and the body aren't enough. Four line stanza style.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
