free style rap in a freak show trap
rude with an attitude in a bad mood
can't have a discussion with out a concussion
really gonna change a mind with nothing but a f-ing rhyme
no facts needed just keep on and repeat it
for thirty years with the pied piper all I got was what goes in a diaper
if your brain is so big why don't you try it buy it forget the riot
I try to be concise and find somebody nice
all I see is a frown on a rich f-ing clown
I'll swear it and compare it if the shoe fits wear it
is it in your sight I'll type write maybe fly a kite
talk talk it all goes right by with minds that could fit inside of a fly
don't like my rap that could fit on a cap on a sap with a baseball bat
next time I'll do better I can promise you that