CHALLENGER'S RAP

• So your ambition is to become a rAp goddess, meaning you’re a girl
• But the fruition is dumb, fap lordess, seeing you’re face makes me want to hurl
• Every time I mision, run, to tap your rAp, I find your punchlines dryer the Hillary Clinton’s snatch.
• Watch, Seriously, I can’t even breath, I’m not sure if I should laugh or pity your mediocrity
• I can’t even tell is if your pants even need a women, as in what’s down there
• Cause your undergarments less feminine than a feminist’s looming hair.
• Seriously, your hair, it scares me, I can’t tell if you have a v or what they gave to Bruce Jenner
• Remember, those prosthetic balls, did you wish on December like Pinocchio you could be a real girl
• Cause there’s a penis for yo, what a girl like you doing in a nigga America neighbourhood over here
• You don’t belong in any hood, only one you belong is labour, push, mother hood
• But less ignore that clear wrong, I guess I shouldn’t be here either singing this good for thought song
• Your raps, can’t call em crap, you write on a page, show your bff, it’s appaling to look at
• It’s repurposed bovine waste, d for eyes, shows in face, your a sucker a vacuum
• From kfc, you suck all the cock no one else wanted to eat.
• You dream on going on mtv, so I’ll be the truth so bleak, mental bleach
• You have about as much a chance going on tv, letting you be, as me losing the challenge, b
• (The answer for both is zero)