DEFENDER'S RAP

• The planet left you stranded, with many battle scars
• you pulled up to space empty handed, thinking you could handle mars
• in my under garments, lyrically serving other martians
• battle after battle, beating them by unreasonable margins
• I saw you lurking in the orbit, and me thinking
• "man this bitch must wanna die"
• quick, i grabbed the barb wire ready to hogtie
• a stupid motherfucker more lopsided than a cock eye
• Before he could say a word, I let off an uzi to his lower backside
• bullets work best in space, cuz they go in you slower
• and i could just leave your body there, til the angels stop by
• Collect your soul, while I collect your remains
• after all, human ashes make the best weed strains