SHUT THE FUCK UP (Poem)

If you don’t SHUT THE FUCK UP
I’m a stick it where the sun don’t shine

I’m a burn you where the hyde don’t grow
I’m a find you where the bells don’t chime

If you don’t SHUT THE FUCK UP
And BE OUT to the next chase

There’s no FORGETTIN to mind your face
Or REGRET that you lost your place

If you don’t SHUT THE FUCK UP
I won’t say it twice again

I’m a manic for ventin it down
You’re no panic to what I been through

If you don’t SHUT THE FUCK UP
I’ll bend back to find your throat

Matter fact, I already bent that back
I just OFFed you, Say no more