| smart | bad ass |

I'm a genius bad ass,

I destroy the mass;

of the poetic world-class.

Sometimes. I smoke sickly green grass;

sometimes, I deeply inhale laughing gas.

What do I have to pass?

The muddy morass?

Or the hardly depressed jackass?

I shimmer like golden brass;

do you really want to impress?

Then, have a press on the express;

terms of my eternal success.

I adore watching the kinky sassafras;

my whole gestalt metamophorsis to a beautiful mess.

Sometimes, more. Sometimes less.

I'm the humanic-lyrical overpass.