Gangsta Rhyme Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

I’m dry of reefers
‘n’ I’m low on dosh
I’m tootin’ the wrong ringers,
but I’ve fooled the Big Boss.

The bunnies close their heads
as they rank me still
coolin’ the tune on Fred’s
‘n’ dippin’ the bill.

I ain’t chewed for five days
‘n’ I’m charged with ice.
Quit yo gooseberry lays
‘n’ fix 'em rats ‘n’ mice.

I ain’t chokin’ on goofies,
I ain’t gettin’ dizzy
with pro skirts ‘n’ chippies
skatin’ around sleazy.