Poem -
Hood Rap
I ain't ever rap.
I just gotta comeback.
Your dog sittin on my lap.
like he ain't got no pack.
I got bands on my neck.
like I ain't ever pay rent.
When I pull up they hit the deck.
I never do anything for lent.
I got a rari in my garage.
and it ain't no marage.
I got an iced out rolli.
even when I'm running from the polli.
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