Past 2 Days, What to Say?

Definitely trippin over these mushrooms

In lieu of lipid laze,
In view of mental haze,
Poeticise events I shall,
As "personal info" compells.

Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed to joy and play.
Scho-ol trundled by so low-say,
Oh I despise,
Yesterday.
Yesterday,
V-ball's end time seemed so far away.
Those 5 hours they were there to stay,
Oh, Ah! The aches, from
Yesterday.

*bitch* "Don't hug me, you're fat!" *bitch*
"its contagious!" *bitch*
Said my mother, mind of sages
To a weird boss of hers.
In a line eternally remembered.
My next pop song, dismembered.

The diurnal future's past is the now.
Uneventful, un-un-ique so how?

All ballas gotta do it to the beat
strike that hard lik thugs on da street
bugs to da beeech, launch on the pitch
Cap'n crunch wuld be prouda his bawl
our class outclassed other classes
down to a crawl.
Lecher lectures 'lected defected,
lessons do some *%$^ up our ass'ns
know i gotta go perfect my rapp'ns
next time all the niggaz be callin,
i be brawlin, mauling.
till then ill see ya'll in heav'n
cos God sure wants skilled/killed/illed rappers in 'ell