15 / 30 : slang.

half way home. hope yall have enjoyed the pieces thus far.

i'm in a weird mood. for the umpteenth time in my life, some goon today laughed at my 'accent' [that i don't have, im quite sure] and asked me where i was from? let's clear this up.

slang

i'm always strapped

when i open my mouth to speak

i'm slangin exotic verbs that yall

have never heard and the adjectives

i expel ricochet and ring in 

one ear and get stuck in the grey matter

verbal assassin to the masses

my vernacular is unexpected it's

hella one minute and righteous next second

i'm tweakin, i'm illin, i'm flipped, i'm bugged

and while they try to playback what i just said

i'm on to the next yall niggas are lead

i'm dead 

ass 

suicide bomber of your regional dialect

i pick choose peruse and attack the next

memphis twang stirred with a jersey jolt

new york expletives and south carolina niceties

i need a muzzle on this mouth i'm disturbing the 

peace

but at least they hear me when i'm comin

my dialect is dizzying homeboys askin homegirls

who this bitch be

nigga i'm wangin i'm wheezin i'm wilin i'm wicked

i'm bout it i'm bitchin i'm boosted i'm bitten

i'm sick i'm salty i'm stupid i'm siddity

i'm dope i'm digital i'm dumbed i'm dippin

they cover their eyes and run and hide

while i run a drive by on their dialect

decimating preconceived notions and 

and the silly questions full of disrespect

i'm not a pawn of any region's jargon

i switch it up 7 days a week

step out the box you were placed in

and fuck your linguistic limitations

when i open my mouth to speak