PRIME

When I sit and write my rhyme

Many things goes through my head….

Better that than doing crime

Otherwise will miss my bed….

But I’m quiet like a mime

Silent Is the go to med….

Mentally I’m In my prime

That means that the code Is red….

Feels amazing I’m containing

All the praises that I get….

Still I’m humble but won’t crumble

Haven’t so I hope not yet….

Hardest working actions hurting

See their faces just forget….

Don’t do mumble on you dumbo

Dumbest one I never met…. (lol)

Switching places for the best

I’m In class I’ll pass the test

So you know with flying colours….

Confidence Is my success

Looking back was In a mess

Thanking God for all the rest

Never even lost my manners….

Praise the one who gave me nest

Found religion did my research

Had to go to point A….

Many people threw me fingers

And It’s rude to point eh….

With the guidance bun the tridents

Crooked ones In joint hey….

Keep us safe and do your job so

We won’t shout out oink ayy….

Call yourself a so called leader

Arsenal fan Is what you are….

But you’re Keithy than the Starmer

Gun you down right by your car….

Gunners what we really are

Shooting up to reach the star

But In football when we’re shooting

Never miss the cookie jar