“End” (A Parody of “Forever” by Drake, Kanye West, Lil’ Wayne and Eminem)

Chorus

It may just mean something to y'all, but understand something was done for me.
So I'm just sitting here planning to fall...
Man i want this thing to end already! (End already, end already)
I fell of swings back at the park! And telling every girl that I'm so funny!
But I'm always the one who's paying the toll...
Man, I want this thing to end already! (End already, end already)

First Verse (Jake)

First name never, nicknamed latest. Like a Pillsbury Dough-boy,
I ain't nothing to eat everyday with! Started off resourceful, but thanks to all the debators,
My songs cause 3-4 riots on these first day cases!
The grams just packed on a few pounds, kilo.Our products are 100% guaranteed, placebo.
Pet all 102 Dalmatians and adopt me, Cruella Deville.
If my name was Chucky, I would be a 'Good Guy Doll', see no evil.
Screech like Simon and Theodore, but still sound like Alvin.
Threw all of my money into the wishing well, no water fountains.
Cable is not the same without the box, less channel countings.
Everybody got a seal, I SWIM WITHOUT ONE!
Yeah... Santa, I'm about my wish-list, breaking all these contractors,
I'm nearing the naughty distance.
Every time I come from "Popeye's", people are asking me for a biscuit,
Instead, I'll put coal in your stockings and tell you "Merry Christmas!"
... No presents.

Chorus

Second Verse (Kenya East)

I used to have good nightmares, big bed, no pee stains.
I stuck my umbrella into the sunlight until the rain drained.
And maybe just wear a nice comfy sweater... So i can make it snow all winter.
Y'all have seen me only act poorly, I need to find my father, lie detector says it's Maury.
When a serial killer shows up, it gets milky, not so gory.
Stepped on a Cheerio, now the old man's heart is broken...
"Charlie's Angels" are giving me the Devil's Prada.
You would think I tried to destroy the world, raise the levels of aqua.
You would think we'd need some "Bounty", absorbant product.
They said they were down with the new sweater, the kind worn by Mr. Rogers.
Man, you're such a privilege abuser. You didn't even finish your ice cream, "Goofy Goober".
Running up the hill and back, rolling down like Jill and Jack.
Remember when curiosity always killed the cat?
Chasing the "Road Runner" will turn this into a racing track,
All they way around with my Mach 5 and eradicate each lap.
They shifted the gear a little and oh man he passed!
I used to want this thing to end but now I need some cash!

Chorus

Third Verse (Big Brayne)

Okay, hello it's Mr. Marvin, Flintstones farming, I want this ____ to end, wake up and fix the lens. It's draker than a black pen.
And something to recommend. If I had one guess, then this is just all for pretend.
And I will never shop and clean my wallet with a mop.
To the club and tell the bartender to fill it to the top,
Death is like a closing door, especially when it locks.
But what should I dream for? This is my key-card.
I am not blind even when my light seems parched.
Money on my side, you don't want to see that thing walk.
Let the people applaud, fetch the mice, now here's your lesson:
You're the blame, I mean you're not that comprehensive.
I'm like my momma and my sister and your lover. I'm checking for my keys,
I need a window and a supper. Shhh... My foot's stuck up in the past,
No take fasts, nothing such as broken glass!

Chorus

Fourth Verse (Skittles)

Where'd they go? My Sprite is spilling as I drink this Coke. Bolts they go,
My brain's cranium is about to explode, boom!
We make him look like Zoro, he';s wondering if he should take that sword and cut, no joke!
Oh no! I'm really broke. His parents just kicked him out onto the snow.
He never really had a chance since the door was never ajar, it's always closed.
They've been baiting patiently for the end of the last stand, now lets take a toast!
No eyes, ears, mouth and nose; only heads, shoulders, knees and toes.
I want a Benz and a Beamer, but the Bentley was the car that I drove!
The journey to the sun is flighted, you can't turn back once you pilot.
These pair of eyes can see far into your future even though I'm near-sighted.
You're dealing with some fake old heros who stay number one. Well, just call me zero!
Always in the middle, no more riddles, only fast forward, no reminiscing!
Pay-back for the love beacuse soon it'll just turn into hate.
No Australian accent but I'mma still chase Jack and call you mate.
Not on "Red Bull", but I got that adrenaline rush, adenosine triphosphate.
You ain't gonna have a fate by the minute's hand that I hour away, so Jake!

Chorus

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