Ive figured it out

I want to call it, Shaking the Baby If I ever get the smarts, it’ll be tasty Stupid I know not worth anything Besides the slander and pain How about a May Day 911 calls are busy in action These communities dividing into faction Is simply a distraction I can count how many times I’ve broken the law Lie cheat and steal, meth has no sex appeal I can tell you a story, but is it really your worry I don’t even think humanity cares about marshmallow bear Who cares what that means It’s my Poetry, it’s my expensiveness That matches your abjectness