A POEM FOR QUEST..... QUEST is the man ihub jail
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A POEM FOR QUEST.....
QUEST is the man
ihub jail i think he can
3 weeks ago he said the" tots took it down"
orchestra catz with a frown
"oh me oh my icpa with a crown"
"we gotta do sumthin esteemed we is"
"we gotta keep our basher pride in this biz"
they checked mommas couch for that bit of money
found some cash hurried to short bouncin like a bunny
dropped it did longs held true
of course we all glued to L2
hit that bottom, support blocking the shed
landslide stopped in its silly tread
reversal it did 45% up
i filled large my red solo cup
"buncha good news about to be released"
their bashes tho frozen began to increased
ICPA far too "RICH"
he aint nothin but a silly b*tch...
"fade" they will in ICplaces rear view
bashers cryin screaming their p.u..
"bright clothes" they wear spewing that trash
honey badgers back in knaw and thrash
esteemed they were till thet get caught
margin calls ringing hard they faught
a chart i made TA i taught
pearls of wisdom perchy brought
long list of knowledge we own
ihub is whack aint throwin a bone
slicric on mod says "watch ur tone"
screw that im goin out with a bang
i said before i got the hang
out to dry by charlie cop
too bad so sad no icpa flop
suck ballz tater totz
cuz thats all u gotz
all u fake botz
ill see u in the mirror
headed to vegas for that beer