Politically Incorrect

Writing this rhythm is my last infamy

All these fake people, don’t make sense to me

I put it blatantly cause this pen is a friend of me

Half of them haters might just really envy me

And my nightmares

Are my views when they’re out there

And this world stands with fork spears

To stab you with every word bear

I know it’s unfair

Cause controversy is my funfair Shouting peace while they load their ammo

Facing the world on its face with no camo

How can they cancel me

When I made myself

Ain’t the one for a few clicks

Let the jury help thyself

Standing outside parliament and flipping the bird

With an empty cartridge, being a kid from the burbs

Selling the urban life, reasonably

Cause their worst fear is someone as evil as me

And these wokes sleep oblivious

When the situation’s serious

And their claims are delirious

These maims are just hideous

Cause their blame's insidious.

By: Arman Yusuf