DEFENDER'S RAP

• Oh, so you think you's a jazzy bastard?
• That's a dandy hazard, you're talking shit to a sandy savage.
• Dandelion, I'm the face mashing classic living backwards,
• steady shedding the flesh off my captives.
• Quite frankly, I'm batshit. Spitting ill syllables, sicker than Mad Libs.
• Amidst the cold-blooded natives I'm the boldest sadist,
• Fear and Loathin' in Las Vegas, you must've had a bad trip.
• Can't settle down, but you could snag any bad bitch?
• That's some real sad shit, backhanding all of ya wack tricks,
• look like fat stacks, but errybuddy sees them singles on the inside,
• when that rubber band rips, realizing he ain't the man, if that man slips.
• Theist handing out blotter paper for anyone who's backslid.
• See right through ya, windowpane, it's all thanks to that tab of acid.
• Haphazard havoc leaving these neurons ran ragged.
• I'm not opposed to giving him leeway if the lad's stranded.
• But if you can't can the act, kid, I'm smoking you like cannabis.
• Deus, but these other motherfuckers are blasphemous.
• Blast back, crying 'bout the fallout like you didn't ask for this.
• Growing with the rhymage, cancerous, wondering where the pastor is,
• then again, what's Buddha to a televangelist?