Anglo Saxon Boast

I say whats up to my fourth period class
While I tell you a little bit about the accomplishments of my past
And everything I have done in easy task
See I'm the first son of a home grown Latina from a Panamanian past
And I bare the name of my father and my fathers father
We just don't bare middle names nor the same pains
I had my first breath my first steps in Durham
But I grew as a strong tree in arable soils of Raleigh
All under Carolina blue sky that never seems to cry
And everything taste good in a deep fry
But now let me tell,teach and treat you to what made me this guy
See I have many talents and teachings to give to society but not for notoriety
See I'm a football player,track star, weightlifter,musician,poet or a lover
Some may call me a Renaissance man and by June an educated man
See in track I can sprint in a flash of an eye
And I can jump over lands of sand or over any man
As if i have a angle baring back and crane like feet
And when it comes to the gridiron I am the iron
I can catch, spin, truck, juke, juice and bring judgement day
To any opponent that tries or look me in the eyes
I mean I took men 200 pounds and more that started on their feet
But when I pasted they took a seat
And I play and make music with sick beats
That can bump hard in the back of any jeep
And put spells on people from head to feet
That make heads bounce hard and feet move like boys' n sync
But see these talents didn't come at birth they had to be manifested
With interminable hours of practice and training that last twice a lifetime
I remember not succeeding in sport with out useless feeding
And time spent in a room mane of iron were your always fighting gravity
And magically I'm half the size of most men but have the strength of ten
That came with many stings,stresses and strains
Ive had cracks in my shines that were healed with electric pins
Ive had spazzed backs that keep me on my back for lifetimes
And strains and pulled muscles that bring wrenching pains that Only polar ices can dull away only for a day
And i had my cartilage torn from my bones and tendons that became tendonitis
See all this made ice baths my friend and foe
And i remember drumming on pillows and doing paradiddles
At top end speeds
Until my fingers and forearms are in a inferno
As if hell has released its hell like heathens and hell hot lava in my veins
That brought me this pains,and once again this made...
Ice my friend and foe but this is what i did not to be an average joe
So these talents would make me the ruthless knight
But also the most compassionate of knights that keep me out of sight
With words of fire and ice
And i have a tongue with painter like bristles as taste buds
That can paint visions in your mind
of the suns vibrant visual colors that vibe threw the windows to your soul
Of that same sun raising over the horizon
Above crystal like waters with beauty not costing any quarters
So there there there it is my past
I have told taught and treated you
With the accomplishments,talents and tasks
Because I'm the last of a dying breed that has multitask
So give me any opponent stress and or task
And see how long the ot it will last before its an accomplishment in my past...