#ICan't
You brag to all about getting laid, even though nobody would touch you even if they got paid.
You act like you're a pimp and a boss, when really you should just get lost.
You have these hair-ballish mutton chops to look like a man, yet you have no college plan.
You hold your arms back while you walk to look buff, but everybody's thinking "Thats enough".
You sleep in class because you think you're so cool, but we all laugh when you're soaked in drool.
You think you're the alpha and get in my face, but this poem should put you in your place.
Yes, I might seem like a bitch when I rave and rant,
But that's only because,
#ICAN"T
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