DEFENDER'S RAP

• What rap species do you emanate from? Anthropological analysis I conduct could find no match in the rapper database or family trees,
• Im observing your verse, a pure metastasis, cancerous indictment of the man Donald Trump, well damn if you are what passes for a rapper then I take inspiration, and grab you right by the pussy...
• Incompetent imbeciles couldn't wrap presents, let alone conduct a symphony with verbal, godamn Im retiring you aspiring ones,
• You want me to talk homosexual? Well damn Im wondering: IS HE GAY? You got a secret fetish for the man donald trump, but Ima be real he pardoned Weezy so for that I can respect him
• Damn my raps got you geometrically opposed, you fools is running a circus and IN CIRCLES I construct, these platonic solids with an axiomatic despotic conquest of innate abstractions,
• You know Ivanka would have loved me, damn she look fine too, and I can see why Donald wants to bang his own daughter, OH DAMN I be on my incest shit! You triggered me with your whack sorry excuse that don't even pass as a lullaby,
• You reachin', you an insect, wanton destruction I simply body you in these deep, mystical lyrics, Im so alien they aint even know I exist, my flows tighter than hard glue holding together these pages,
• Yo get your mind off Trump and get to writin real raps son, cause right now your tracks run stale, Yo, what the HELL WAS THAT? That aint even a rap, thats freeform speaking,
• I leave your girls ass leakin with my semen, if raps a sea, man, then Im the ocean, Im feeding yall haters nothing but the rawst energy, this synergy of cognitive adventures yields and manifests into the illest rhymes,
• Your skills a crime, Yo get the dirt off your boots, and learn to shoot, Im a rapper moving so fast I got athletes foot (medical condition), yeah my velocity remains unmatched, down in the boondocks where plans are hatched,
• Im locked and loaded but I aint need gats to take you down,
• MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY
• I got designs on financial instruments, godamn Im the federal reserve of this rap game
• The only time you internet keyboard warriors get paranoid is when your internect connection shuts off, I seen streets colder than ice sheets, while you jerk off to nice beats,
• You recede where I succeed, indeed raps changed, looking at you youth, yall spit like you aint got any tooth, back in the days when fire was brought to the booth,
• Yo, beating me, you wannabes Tom Cruise, thats Mission Impossible, Im on that grind, you just the ill defined, trying to find your stylo, dawg I spit incendiary like my mouth is a missle silo,
• I crash your aviation harder than them boys who blew up the world trade center, you had more shots of semen inside your asshole than Dora Venter (PORN STAR),
• Synonym for ineffectual, cant even hurt this intellectual,
• You couldnt gain weight if you drank sugar from 8 cups, this is straight luck, you just a late fuck, and I tear up that ass with no mercy,
• The crowds angling for a fight, well Ima light that ass up, break you like a glass cup, shattered your machinations and dissected you like a doctor on a cadaver,
• And I vandalise more pussy than evil gynaecologists, you my next target, I break your raps into smitheerins, blowing up the spot harder than a trip mine, you tryna trick mine,
• My mentality ferments hate in the brain cells of the general populace, ever since I spit I been instigating rappers to step their game up,
• You dissing Donald Trump, but in this rap battle and your domain, you THE APPRENTICE,
• Only time a nerd like you ever became President is in the godamn chess club, hatin on the man cause he reached the pinnacle,