PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I’m a real mellow fellow and my rhymes cause sedation
Flow so sick you gotta give it medication
Knowledge so wholesome that it drives meditation
My rhymes are in all 50 states making up the whole nation
But let’s stick it quick to my man with the tricks
It’s me Papi Mario always acting so slick
If my raps were a candle Mario would be the wick
He would light up my face cuz this the life he’d pick
He writes so many poems you’d think he’s Dr. Seuss
He’s got so many tales you’d call him Mother Goose
And his precision so tight it’ll never be loose
He’s the Maine attraction when he’s the streetwalkin’ Moose
So lemme spit this fire like a dragon in the castle

My lines like the DMV always lookin’ like a hassle
We can go down south if ya wanna wrassle
But I ain’t holdin’ back I’m known to be an a**hole
But I love my uncle and all his rhymin’
Catch him forever in blue jeans like Neil Diamond
He can be silent with stripes when his lyrics are miming
But like an anachronism he ain’t gotta worry ‘bout the timing
So lemme sign off it’s been Gucci while it lasted
I’ll see you Christmas Eve while the party gettin’ blasted
This ain’t the first of the raps but nor is it the last bid
You might be the first on the mic but I surely ain’t the last kid