I wrote a really bad rap. Please give me money so I can quit my job and become a rapper
It’s ska’ boy Brian Setzer aka the young octogenarian aka the pear shaped Muhammad, but u can’t see my like Cena (can’t depict my likeness) Coming to u live from the 917 too many 7-11’s, mad gentrification, We a problem (Jadakiss Voice). Literally.
What’s Gucci Hoocie? Never condoms, these all my children, Susan Lucci. Flow made in Manhattan, Stanley Tucci. You Ralph Fines girl like former fly girl, J-Lo, ok, Enough.
I’m soft like duvet and sweet like skittles need the 1 diabetic high sock like Kerry Kittles. Body type Michael, street cred Mandy, Moore missing u like Candy, spitting image Uncle Buck (gunshot sounds), too much Canadian Bacon. It’s a problem. Yuck, I’m Pig faced and pigeon toed, give no fucks, rocking Rockport’s with a Hanes beefy t with more x’s than Maria. Carey. Whole crew, Drew, Jim and Harry. My flow is scary, (Boo) you can’t hide, Radley. My rhymes are short bus, my rhymes are fiat, my rhymes are compact sedan, my rhythms dancer, hold me close, Glenn, d’n rush, hour 2, Jackie chan.