Still Behind Bars

But first this verse, it’ll be like a perverse diss curse
We’ll converse with a rhythm and flow you’ll be fully immersed
So hide your moms and say your prayers and psalms
Then disperse because I’m about to deliver some bombs
This will blow your mind you’ll travel back in time,
You’ll be like “how’d he do that?” with reason and rhyme
This is old school boss you’ll drool like it’s hot sauce
It’s so retro cool your device will cross over to MS DOS

I heard there was a rap battle so I’m back in the saddle
Like a flash I’ll dash through here before anyone skedaddles
I’ll enter the field and yield my really big dictionary
And swing it around very merry it’ll be kind of scary
So thumb through this theatric thesaurus thoroughly
Then delve into each line and read the sign very slowly
Your right brain will drain of all logical explanation
All you’ll be left with is this wordsmith’s imagination

While I’m lockdown I’ll spit some lit shit it’s gonna smell
So don’t open the door when you hear the door bell
But if you do, be ready to have some explosive laughs
I literally have thousands and thousands of paragraphs
I love to run and pun through a minefield filled with verse
For me it’s just wordplay like foreplay - it’s a blessing and curse
No, I won’t boast or roast but at most just peek inside my brain
But just a little dose because the holy ghost declared me insane

Chaotic? Yes!
Quixotic? Maybe?
Erotic? Sometimes
Neurotic? We’ll see:
I like to break down structures with scriptures picture free
Erratic? Sure
Ecstatic? Tell me
Traumatic? Eh
Dramatic? Oh please!
I’m still behind bars with memoirs ready to be released
So welcome to Wallyroo92’s Poetry Soup and Delight
I’m your host Wally and I’ll also be your server tonight