your rhyme scheme is intense, the way you build the suspense
with every rap you dispense, i'm like - this cat is immense
on the real, i don't care that you don't make any sense
it ain't even your fault, some people born kinda dense
And I was already told, by the shadows of old
at rapbattles there's a special olympian, breaking the mould
I'm your #1 fan, man - you go for the gold!
We’ll pretend your sick skills convinced me to fold
I’m on the metaphorical mat, tapping, not breaking the hold
Cuz I won’t be the one to leave this retard steamed over and rolled