my name was called derek jeter

people wandered what is the mc of open mic was talking about

he said mvp

most valuable player

as i came up the stage

people presumed i was a clown

performing tricks that was cruel like a con artist that claims to be homeless

but instead of buying a food and drink

he buys cigarettes

no wonder 

there was a moment of silence

it was so quiet

you can actually hear the breeze blowing by with grace

like poker, all i needed to get a royal flush is an ace

this is how my cards were dealt

made a correction 1st of all

i am mvp

most valuable poet

the crowd was in awe

now anticipating what was next

i recited dropping the "n" word

the crowd was moved

then came song's cry

applause became louder than angry reckless drivers

hitting someone because they were in a hurry

but i was in the driver's seat

when i concluded with "kids will die"

the mc humbly apologized

i turned critics into believers

mvp legacy will live on 

mvp became a legend in a place call el barrio

2nd place at home after the bronx

where i'm from

the proud taino black puerto rican