SLANG RAP
by KYLA
Yo. Chillin with the bros ya’ll.
Exclusive Ink got swag ya’ll. Oh,
You know the beezniz. Like
A waft on a crystalime. OMG Like
The chime on it’s Twilight. Be gone!
I lyk it coo and crunchy. Like ice!
Shawty and I are bros, lyk
The LOL and Aerpostale clothes.
Nothin’ milky about this rap.
Comin’ in like honey graham cracker–
Sweetness on total steroids!
My kittens munchin catnip,
My bros high on swag. My
Man gone. Yolo mad. We’re Charlie’s
Angels in bootylicious free throws,
Like the badonkadonk in sausage smokes.
Oh, this phantom of shadowy disguise, never knowin’ when
A funeral is to arise. Like a performed
Laundry mat to promote Obama
In a tremulous stage to put down
Osama. Glistening like the bling on a full moon. To see the light again would
Be too soon. Mindblown like a
Poor aristocrat. It would be an enchantment to be that.
I don’t need motivation cause all this grace is just imagination.
WHO WE ARE
Exclusive Ink is Shortridge High School's dynamic creative writing group. This is the place for our work to glow.WHAT WE DO
We write poems, short stories, essays, and whatever us inspires us. We share our work aloud and support each other.WHY WE WRITE
Because it's freedom. Because it's fun.