Ayyo Ayoo I got bored of poetry, so I made a ladder so tall
that when I climbed it, it made my nose bleed
sky dived from the lunar surface, at a terminal velcity
that was so ferocious I was spinning three hundred and sixty degrees
dismembering the branches from trees, and ripping their roots out
. . . with a slight tug, that reversed your thought process
to Pitt you up against yourself like Edward Norton's Fight Club
I'm a bastard tyrant, stole the trident from Posiden to hit
Atlas so hard the fucking sky bent
I'm seriously, deliously stabbing the abyss with an exclamation mark
for emphesis when I'm jotting sentences that you'll take for granted
I've shattered planets and since my hands are made of granite
I obliterated Pluto when I slammed it