CHALLENGER'S RAP

• You tell jokes while I write the raps, I teach the class while you take notes
• You talk game while I have a trophy case, I set the pace while you replicate
• I get bored watching other people's rap games, throwing out the same old names,
• Simpin' to be in the same old gangs to get to the grammies
• It's a shame to be grouped with a industry of groupies,
• I bet it's lame following my tour bus as a roadie,
• I just want my boot to be out of all these horse crap pies
• Only noobs curate curse words at the end of lines n' call them rhymes
• Like a car that is miss parked, I'm surprised you haven't been fined
• And then you have the audacity to say that I'm the one out of line?
• Your a testimony that apparently anybody can write lyrics,
• Even the local neighborhood babysitters that your mom hires
• I peered into your birth certificates, it says it here
• You one of the Four Cappiteers, a dollar tree toddler cap gun my dear
• You a puppeteer without a puppet performing as the puppet
• You a pupa disguised as a butterfly,
• who never metamorphizes, a caterpillar told to wait
• When the crowds see through the clown paint,
• Tomatoes will stain a frown on your face, only the blood won't be fake.