Fresh New Kicks Poem by Johnson Mcvasculardisease

Fresh new kicks and pants,
Where have you gone, wheres the dance?
Your beats exquisite, your talent no joke,
Your car now evicted, you are now broke,
He is pretty horrible, sike!
He is dope on the floor and magic on the mic,
You like Prince, PSHHH he is a priss,
You want to fight? My friend you can't touch this,
You think he is funny at first glance,
With his charisma, his charm, and his parachute pants,
You say he is an idiot, and didn't pass high school,
You say that he is not educated, and I pity you fool!
His talent undeniable, and he only had one hit,
But I remind you my friends, he is too legit to quit..