The Rempit poem

Vroom vroom,
the sound of LC Yamaha,
Vroom vroom,
sound of a wheelie,
Vroom vroom eeekk.. kaboom.."tolong2".
the sound of .. probably death.

Oh rempit,
You see the road as a racing track,
you see woman as something to bet with,
Then you move very fast,
disturbing those polite drivers,
Sometimes you win the race,
sometimes you lose,
sometimes you lose and you lose your hands and feet,
and sometimes you lose yourself,
and sometimes you make other lose themselves.

Yes,
it is amazing to see your stylish movements,
but sometimes kinda sad to see yuor movements went wrong and you lose ermm..
so before you race,
pray you do not get caught by the police,
pray so that insyaallah Allah give you second chance of living,
Insyaallah.