poem about a tire

i am a tire,
with a flat,
wish i could get higher,
dang is that a buyer?
man im never leaving this place,
wish i was for sale,
but im on the highest price,
just a lonely tire,
with no need on getting a buyer,
guess i had this coming,
the moment i was melted down,
and put in this shop,
i guess im here for good,
aye at least im not that bad for looks,
i guess what the other tires say is true,
im just a flat,
with a bad attitude,
dont give me that look,
im only 42$,
fool dont ya see a bargain when u see one,
aye get that sport car outa here,
man whats with these people,
guess i had this coming,
years of being gum and tar,
now this,
aye whats this?
a buyer!
lift me up try me on drive me around,
baby lets race,
ow wait i was day dreaming again...
also im a bird dang iv got some messed up dreams..