Don't Poke The Bear

Why the fuck you getting up in my shit?
Critiquing the content of the verses I spit  
 
You think you know me cuz you read a few poems
Come at me sideways I'm going straight to your dome  
 
You done picked the wrong one on the wrong fucking day
Dont come to my playground cuz this dude don't play  
 
Im not the one that you wanting to test
Speaking on me youll get laid down to rest  
 
Thinking that you gon be the one to trip me up
I think you've had enough of what you got in that cup  
 
Cuz you must be drinking or on them good drugs
Im popping off with the poetical slugs  
 
You prolly best off to just stay over there
Nothing good come when you poking a bear  
 
Test me if you want you gon bring the beast out
If I start then I finish i don't leave any doubt  
 
Stay in your own lane don't swerve into mine
Between kindness and darkness lies a very fine line