A Poem In Class

This is a poem in class 3rd period to be exact Lotion smelling all good Because it’s seaweed extract Looking good With my red K- Swiss Other girls envy ‘cus they wish they could taste this. And lace this Ladies just face it Me myself is too complex And y’all are too basic I’m confident in my looks That’s me being honest Some say I am handsome I say “No” to be modest 6 foot and 1 inch tall Most haters want to test me Blatant and/or indirectly It makes me feel good when their girls say I’m sexy But check me Outside of my school I’m a fresh young man Even in my uniform I look cool I am so self-confident I am not conceited I will remain the same Even when my looks are depleted Besides all the crime and drama I love this world. ‘Cus behind every guy like myself Is a sexy ass girl I know a dollar worth of dimes But only one of them is mine And when ol’ girl step on the scene The whole scene shine She hot like fire She makes other niggaz melt ‘Cus them niggaz wish they Could feel what I felt As my heart moves To the beat of her drums Her hotness gives me heartburn Now I am taking Tums Not the original But extra pain relief She has the mythical booty…I mean beauty The goes beyond belief I got a queen in the making Sizzling like bacon Every other couple compared to us Is just faking and waiting Waiting for their time to shine And the chance to recover what’s mine They are mad because Their status in society has declined It’s plain to see They want to be where I be at They will never be like us But why can’t they see that?