Black Poetry : Just wanna write

like Apollo push a cart uphill
and a stiff breeze turns a windmill
old school know how to shine
rhyming pretty stuff online
stay on this boy mine
while hauling phat stuff behind
it is fun putting on club acts
most of my lines crammed with facts
he wonder girl how you do that
you a rookie but rhymes aint whack
I say, boy you know I carry a map
and follow your superior rap
fact one plus one equal two
and it don’t hurt that I’m in love with you
all my dumbness done wore off
now I walk easy and talk soft
gone end this verse feel so good
but I’m hungry and need food

The End


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