CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Boy, why yo head smell like the bottom of a shoe. Everyone knows my
• name, i bring you up in conversation they ask, who??? Keep saying you
• beat me in a battle, ill round yo ass up like you cattle, think you can win, we
• can meat. Stay on your P's and Q's, Quentin, before i purposely perplex you
• with my perfect rhymes, which should be quarantined. They spread sickness,
• call it the quickest walking dead you've ever seen, when i'm done with you,
• you'll be walking, dead. Like a Lindsey Lohan look-alike, boy you say you black
• but to me you more of an off white.
• I'm not a rapper, and i'm white. So, this might not
• have half the mite you might expect. Pretty simple lines, nothing to inspect,
• but yo hairline a different story. Kinda like the the Great Gatsby, because that
• story line, go waaayyyyy back. I think im done now, cant think of anything
• else to say, so imma end this off with good luck bud and when you
• thinking of a diss back at me its okay if they flow out your mind like mud.
• I know ive left you speechless, sorry boy but yo hair remind me of the skin on
• peaches.