A poem for scrappers

Yo! (Ahem. The White Scrapper's Rap.)

Gittin all the metal,
puts me in a fine fettle,
as I sell all of my copper
then go buy myself a whopper!

Aluminum ain't bad
there lots to be had
steel just ain't thrilling
but it keeps my gas tank filling.

Love to get the brass,
keeps me moving, off my a**,
and baby those computers
selling to the yard disputers!

Television aint for watchin'
it for disassembly botchin'
when I smash into a yoke,
hey the money ain't no joke!

Circuit boards and lighting ballasts
and oh that number two wire
I gotta end this fast
cause there's nothing else to inspire.

Word!

Apologies from the Plain White Rapper. I guess I am just too caucasian for this.

No intention to offend anyone and I am sorry if I did so, but *I* had fun, and THAT'S the important thing!