I take to the skies
As the superman
Swag in my game
Feels super bad
I rock this hood
Make’s it pretty cool
I take out the weeds
From my point blank
I soar in the clouds
More than the eagles
When the cloud goes dark
I wash it sparkling silver
I have no master
Just my own conscience
Some think me a gangster
I’m just a work star
I got my own back
Like the puffy kung fu panda
I shine so bright
I outshine the sunlight
And even glow in limelight
I regard my lil fellows
I feast every fortnight
I reign in the spot light
I’m the simple freak
Who made it a little faster
Source: PoemHunter Poetry Series, 2013.