Why would you say that the day is nice?
When you could say it’s like living in fucking paradise
Why bother with boring shit nouns?
Pass me over the poetry crown
Being using extraordinary and intelligent words in poems since 86
Putting pen to paper to get my fix
Strutting about, cock of the walk, OG style
Walking forward with a smile, mile after mile
An example of an indestructible force of nature
But now the eye is on the prize, steady and mature
Soaking it all up now totally relaxed
This show will never get axed
Never give up or get disheartened
Me, myself, the honest truth is that I’ve only started