When you’ll learn

I ain’t got respect

People speak 1 language

And they’re my red flag.

Only know how to beg,

but what a beg,

you ain’t begging

the right way.

Wanna learn,

Tourist, go home,

But then no money

will be left for you

on the road.

you go home,

learn how to beg,

I’ve seen you ain’t got

too much brain

for better stuff,

smartest stuff,

like doing maths,

or playing cards.

Too bad, the war,

school at home,

1+1 was only 4,

I’ve been so dumb

To think it’s for

only smartest,

no less than better.

you’ve got two apples,

See? You’re smart!

now go back to

learn the maths.

I’ve seen the past

from the museum,

old, blessed class,

on the walls old maps,

of my country from the past.

I was wondering how

how many died,

for stupid class,

just pain no less,

just old language,

hard’s the language

that placed fear in class!

I almost wished

It was you

to die for maps!

wish I would’ve

known you ,

cause in that case,

I wouldn’t have wasted

breaths on such things as ⬆️

I would have known you

were homeless.

And then, no map,

no class,

no maths,

no pass,

no slap,

no nap!

Count good people

On the fingers of your

only left hand.

Divide by 4,

you get my years of work.

Good job , and you should know,

I speak languages - with two hands more!

I stole your accent by the way,

Prego, beat that now,

old hack!