Line Crossed

You came in swinging with a joke too crude,

Trying to flex, but the vibe stayed rude,

Every word you throw just lands like dust,

Cheap little shots built on shock and rust.

You call it savage, I call it tired,

All that noise and still uninspired,

Playin' for laughs but you miss the mark,

Bringing that flame, but you spark no spark.

Keep it clever, keep it clean,

No need to sink into the mean,

If you want respect, then show some grace,

Stop throwin' dirt in every place.

Keep it clever, keep it true,

Better words make a better you,

Raise the bar, don’t drop the thread,

Words matter more than what you said.

Talk real big like the room’s your stage,

But the same old line just reveals your age,

You chase reaction, I chase the craft,

You swing in circles while I move past.

You call it savage, I call it tired,

All that noise and still uninspired,

Playin' for laughs but you miss the mark,

Bringing that flame, but you spark no spark.

Keep it clever, keep it clean,

No need to sink into the mean,

If you want respect, then show some grace,

Stop throwin' dirt in every place.

Keep it clever, keep it true,

Better words make a better you,

Raise the bar, don’t drop the thread,

Words matter more than what you said.

You can holler loud, but it won’t make art,

A sharp tongue still can miss the heart,

Better lines hit hard and stay,

Not just noise that fades away.

Keep it clever, keep it clean,

No need to sink into the mean,

If you want respect, then show some grace,

Stop throwin' dirt in every place.

Keep it clever, keep it true,

Better words make a better you,

Raise the bar, don’t drop the thread,

Words matter more than what you said.So take that joke and let it pass,

Some things just don’t need to last,

Choose your words, and make them mean.