Me? I enter with skepticism
Don’t expect perfectionism
It’s not the rhyme
And it’s less the rhythm
But if the reason’s treason
I anticipate a heated collision
Come exercise derision
Because I got slick lips
A read wit
And the alternative perk of mysticism
All that to say I’ll listen
If you listen
I’ll read if you’ve written
I’ll also bite if bitten
Is the tactic you come in with swinging
I can argue, and I like winning
Debate without hate
Try educate, try bringing
Perspective that ain’t just personal
No narrative spinning
Or flipping out and shouting
Until arseholes are ripping
Nice enough but still nipping
Each syllable worth gripping
But no point in an argument
If it’s only to the tip of your own cock
You’re tickling
So if this ain’t your thing
That’s all fine
I’ll be off to the next lot
With argument
Worthy of mine.
by Lyric Deep.