Slam Time
So you think that you’re better?
My diction ain’t got no fetter
I can pull books from just one letter.
It’s a skill I’ve been honing
While you’ve been atoning
For rhymes inexcusable
Yeah I’m not defusable.
You think you’re so clever
But I’ll use you like a lever
All your weak lines I’ll sever.
Stack them up like a ladder
My victory spoken from your tongue
And every time you get madder
I’ll just climb another rung.
Copyright © Vaughan Wesley | Year Posted 2018
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