The poem response

So I'm writing this blog post, as a response to yours, I'm also timing myself.

I'd say its more of a rap though...

Gimme a beat, here.

Yeah, its totally cool when people check you out,

its like the care and feel like you know what you're about

Yeah but most the time they just checking out your hair,

or trying to tell you your fly is unzipped, like you care.

No I care about my fly,

But the amount of material there is unreal,

So if you don't care, thats all right,

just go on thinking they're checking you out, thats tight.

I could really go somewhere with this rapping biz,

I'm good so good, like the coke to the fiz,

and no I'm not talking about drugs,

why does everyone assume that?

If I were talking about drugs I would use drug lingo,

not the name of a classic yummy brown soft drinko

Did you know they found the secret ingredient in coke?

Its got alcohol in it, isn't that crazy? I don't know if I believe it,

but what the heck, I don't drink coke cause it makes me want sneeze-it.

I'm pretty sure I'm a rhymin fool,

I pun like a rapper and I work like a tool,

Did you get that one? Not surprised you're too slow to keep up

I'm going places with my rappety name,

I got cars and money and boys and fame,

Mitchy Ray goin' to the top in this game,

I probably own your house so don't you dare say this's lame

I got the works, yes I do, I got style and glam,

On the weekends I go out and hang with the fam.

You shouldn't be surprised that I'm a down to earth kid,
I've got talent and I'm worth it and I know what I did,

I've got people and homeys and lots of bling bling,

I got silver necklaces and a big gold ring,

I got fame and fortune and a little o' errythin

Confidence is key and looks are the lock,

So do what you do and don't forget to let it rock!

14 minutes. Yeah.

-stay classy.

I may rap this to you when you get home.