Crudbump

Real Art
I walked up to the buildingKnocked on the window, secretary drew the blinds slowLet me in, I got something importantHeard her yell back to the back, hey do you know himThe door buzzed and I pulled it openTook out my briefcase, the guard said he's homelessI laughed and said "Close, my friend, I'm an artist"Popped the lock and some cashews fell outThe floor was clean so I chucked em in my mouthFive second rule, I said with a glareThat's a lie, I eat any food anywhereA lady walked up while I was crunchinClicked her heels like Edvard MunchinHands to her face like the famous screamSaid we don't participate in pyramid schemesI laughed again and I told her "No wayI'm not Herbalife, Quixtar or AmwayI'm just here to spread some cheerHere comes Santa and the 12 reindeer"Then I let out a noxious explosionGas from my ass with the odor of goat skinAir turned yellow and they all started chokinThat's real art, I'll sign it if you got a pen From Letras Mania