The book would probably be a shit load better if I wasn't reading it in sections and OVER SPRING BREAK, then having to find quotes, and prepare to take a major test on the stupid shit. It's apparently a timeless classic, how do you not know about it?

And Kings, how funny...because my topical skills are better then all your skills in any other form combined...poetry is centuries older then rap...I'm speaking history, you're speaking fake shit you've never suffered through...stupid little homophobic groupie. How about I backflip off your kneecap?