Aiight, i ain't feel like sayin nothing, so let's get to the chace, this is from Cindy
Aiight, peace, REad on!

A Boondocks Poem: No Drama

Aiight, so now I gotta go change my status,

and no it wasn't from being the Bad-est,

It was actually from being the MAD-dest-

Black chick you'll ever ...know

I was so mad I put on a ... show

And no not as A ... hoe,

It was as a girl who just couldn't cope

But now I'm better, I'm dope

And but not as good as be-fo',

and that I am for sure,

And I've even checked for the cure,

But the doctor just asked me "Nigga? Why are you here?"

I replied with a middle finger,

the nurse ex-courted me out of there,

before I tried to pull out all of his hair,

But BITCH, I really don't care,

whoops, wash my mouth out with soap,

And did I mentioned, I'm dope?

Nope, not the drug,

What I look like, a thug?

We'll, if I do, then it's true

Naw, not a flucke,

If I had a gun then I'd shoot,

Up all the residents, and I'd be the president

Of woodcrest, and look at all the boy's staring at my CHEST,

Yup, they know who's best,

My CREW, but enough about me,

more about you, the guy I thought was a fool,

But I guess we were all cruel,

and acting in-cool, but what was a supposed to do

I was caught off of my groove,

And nobody was their to soothe,

so I had to use rap as my tool,

to really to to you,

but now we're all ok,

believe me when I say,

This whole thing was just Gay,

WHOA! WHOA! WAIT!

No offense to gay's,

Cuz, I know ya'll don't play,

With them jokes ending "HAAAAAY",

But ok, anyway,

I just wanted to mention to you guys,

With your mouth opened wide,

acting all surprised at my rhyme,

Thinking "It's over, but WHY?"

We'll let me give you a sign,

I'll start with a dime,

Throw it up in the air,

It lands on tales,

And guess what,

IMMA BEAT YOU TILL YOU WHALE!

Or even longer, Until I get stronger,

What should I do next,

that question, I ponder,

Look over yonder! You see that bat?

Go hand it here! And I'll give you a whack!

And It'll land upon your back

And all your bones will end up crack

How do you feel about that?

OH? NOW YOUR SCARED?

You're crying that ain't fair?

Well why should a pay,

even though the lime light is shared,

It feels more like a pear,

Like nothing is there,

but a big bowl of dis-pare,

and no-one who cares,

Even though that I got what I wanted out,

I still want to scream and shout,

But I really shouldn't pout,

Cuz if I do that enough, I'll grow a big snout

And no drama is better than a pig,

Nicki minaj wears a lot of wigs!

Woah, that was random,

but I just like the way she sings,

It's like she can grow wings,

but what does that bring?

Not anything?

Are you confused With the words that I chooses?

Big, bold, and kinda sooths

Like a brand new pair of shoes...

You know who makes thouhs?

DIGGY SIMMONS...Their called chivalrous because diggy diggs women, and their feelings

Ok this is really off topic-

This is stupid, so I just gotta stop it

It like I just got to work and now I gotta clock in

And now I can't wait until I go shoppin'

But I gotta work, and deal with this mess,

and now I'm all depressed,

Full with stress, is the best way to explain it

I just got my heart back and now I'm trying to strain it-

I Took a picture of it and now I'm about to frame it

Because I don't know who's just gonna take it!

Hopefully not someone who's just gonna brack it

See now look at me, back on topic like someone just shocked me,

put in a paper and then shanked it

So hold up wait, were was I going

Look out side is it snowing?

No, we'll it will be soon, because it's about to get cold,

Because that whole "Dramatic"act, was getting old...

So I'm glad it's over so I won't turn to mold,

Lookin at my cards? we'll I'm just gonna fold.

And I'm glade no-ones BS can ever be sold...

Hold up, hold up, we're not going there...

Instead of that, "Let's go to a fair!"

Or "CANDY LAND" We're "EVERYONE SHARES!"

Tee-hee hee! "Let's all be HAPPY!"

Ar-herm, now that was rather sappy,

I'm the type of person to feel rather snappy,

but AYE, we can all act PEPPY!

We can all be Track runners, and no-one better lap me!

Lots of metaphors and sarcasm... HA! Funny to me... anyway, it's over, fuck it, we're done, still hurts, but DEAL WITH IT, don't give a shit! ... Excause my french