CHALLENGER'S RAP

• A stampede of wolves have howled ...
• This dynamic of holding values; the dark lamb to a golden child
• How this 'family' indulges, cowls woolly eyes in deceit,
• Straight lies through their teeth, unwise what they reek;
• Their enamel and molars, foul;
• Rare breaths of fresh air 'midst shams of a cultural scowl ... (yea)
• Damned if ya do, damned if ya don't, 'rambunctious youth' comes stamped into stone
• Crammed in-between flimflam that they've honed
• A diamond in the rough, no glammed undertones
• Doubt my successes, my quest's to say "stick it"
• Built different to what's incessantly mimicked
• I question the gimmicks; their concession's wolf-tickets;
• Dressed for the business, a jester's reflection, pressed
• 'Cause blessed is my image, say I'm destined for the abyss?
• Testing Western religion's how I'll flesh-out crucifixions
• Soul's pure enough to admit impurities, my Confession Booth's written
• Just a hurting human and the message is, progression is imminent
• But pressure gettin' to me, only as incentive to win,
• So at the crest, at the pinnacle is where I'll rest if I'm wicked