That’s That Shit – The Poetry Marathon

That’s that shit right there, that gets me in the mood.

Baby if you smart, you’ll follow me to our room.

That’s that shit right there, that pisses me the fuck off.

I may have “lost” my religion but I didn’t loose me.

Our God’s ain’t got no beef, if you look underneath.

That’s that shit right there.

That make me be like, “Ooo I knew something wasn’t right.”

That’s that shit right there, that fills me up.

No hot sauce for me.

Cause I’m all the hotness I need.

That’s that shit right there.

That’ll get you fucked up.

Because as the saying goes.

You better check your self before you wreck yourself.

You know.

That’s that shit right there.

That be having me all up in my feelings.

You better move out my way.

You blocking the TV.

That’s that shit right there.

You just got done feeling, thinking, saying, moving your body, neck, head, doing.

Cause this poem is that shit.

That’s right here.