I Am From

I am from my dad’s ball sack. My mom’s vagina.

I am from outer space because no one get’s me.

I am from the bluegrass festival, Wasabi Ninja.

I am from particles, some may say shit.

I am from nothing because you don’t understand what I spit.

I am from Healy lake, my land, my home.

That’s my word, set in stone.

What the hell did I just write? I swear I’m not on crack!

By                                                                                                                                                                                                          The Running Man