The following poem is titled “Punishment.”
People think Leavenworth is ultimate punishment, but when I'm done with you, you'll think penitentiary is a Christmas present, Devil's advocate with a radical vengeance, You step in my way you get blown back like negligence, Thinking you the dopest around, Me and you, one on one is a mismatch like a white boy V.S. Tyson Walking on ceilings and walls, attack from angles from unfathomable parallels One mind one thought, Don't nobody know who fought, ripping the cosmos with what God wrote, slipped through enemy mind lines crossed time zones and collaborated crimes. It was my face you saw when I broke the sound barrier, dropped more powerful bombs than a jet Harrier, It was me who took them out and left them with loss and upset When all was said and done, yeah I wept Virtually invincible to all who oppose, those who oppose fall from mind blows
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