Rap is in my genes

Spring time love is all around listen to the rap sound in town
trying to fry bacon in the frying pan out working on my tan
Got an unbelievable plan to take my message to the streets
searching for the latest trends in how it all depends flirting with fire
bask in the vast expanse between time and space clean your plate
hustlers want to pimp me as I go pee pee life is but a mystery you see
I'm still in the zone watching Hole Alone blowing up my phone
like a torpedo taking you places where you should go bust up the tempo

got my grill on frying up hamburgers and chicken with wings
rap is in my genes I can hear the telephone ring things are getting incredible
porn shops busy folks getting dizzy sneak a peak in
my rhymes are course my rhymes are free start spreading its disease
got flames for this rap game cause to flame

This poem is about: 
My community


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