Little Bobby Bill droppin’ pills
Standin’ still atop the art hill
Shameful, fu’real
Holdin’ back that I’ll skill
Scrappin’ scribbles
‘Cause someone ain’t feel well
Fuck that dribble
Tell all hell
Share that rattle tattle tale
Shoots to climb ladders
‘Till thugs turn pussy for bail
Shit the real frail fools feel they fail full of themselves and ain’t do.

By Mark Delaware