Black Poetry : Keep my facts stable

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Keep my facts stable

As they attack and disable

I desire stats

So I fire at cats

With vebal machine guns

And on TV commercials have extreme fun

Break fake butts like shattered glass

Often unknown how I soften domes in matters fast

Drink some gin and my hair become thin

Easy get drunk off this greasy funk can’t win

Mass produce words and outlasts loose nerds

Trouble and aggression caused double impression herds

Of verbs I’ll be great if I could see straight and let the birds

Out my brain like JACK NICHOLSON I’m One Flew Over

A Coo Coo Nest like JAY-Z must brush the dust off my shoulder