Nigga Pleaz Poem by James McLain

That is so me,
whom in me it had directly before it directly you whom in me.
That is several times week
and nigga do not try to lie to me.
Who is on that stick it sure taint me.
Who it is
that it has pumped you
while I forgot the wine and heard you scream.
When it does it for a while.
Nigga is it necessary for you
and I whom try to raise it for you I obtain.
Go lay down and raise your legs nigga fish and crabs
which has no other stronger than the sea.
So nigga someone else who makes me each contraction
moon my foot my cheeks to wiggle.
I need a nigga who will bites my lip
and squeaz me till i'm dead so nigga pleaz.