My Check

MY CHECK

They shouted in clusters

I am a wreck I smiled

And said I am the tech

A breath made out of the ship wreck

I do the jerk, peck trek

I own the check

They screamed you are a bounced check

You have been living a life filled with

Treat detest and regrets

Doing everything to take my breath away

I smiled and said I am little Wayne

I aim without pain I reach for fame

Without any blame claimed proclaimed

That I head the game not derailed

I got laid delayed

Then I burst into flame

Used the check did not request

Or made any inquest

I proved the acquisition of the crest that says

I am the best

That is why I now crowned king of all checks.