Just Poetically Speaking


To be a true player you have to contradict yourself,
Not overthink yourself.
People want my autograph
Because they have a “Phil” for me.
The teacher was disrupting me,
So she came back and started hugging me.
All these anthrops,
I’m just trying to eat my cantaloupe.
People like to see my path,
But I'm going to show them my wrath.
Now I'm going to teleport,
Watch me play my favorite sport.
You can be my aster,
I’m going to start preaching like a pastor.
I think i'm going to spray these people repellent
Because they really are irrelevant.
She told me to stay in contact,
But I think i'm going to stay back.
Although you will go through tribulation,
You will always have aspiration.
They made me the dictator,
So now they’re my haters.
She got mad,
So I gave her an apology.
All my fans like to maneuver,
So we came up with some bloopers.

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