CHALLENGER'S RAP

• You ever feel like
• You goin down a never endin spiral
• Straight down to hell like you gettin viral
• Gettin spread around like a virus
• Gettin concentrated like a can of lysol
• Everyone scared because of coronavirus
• Ur bitch on a period, i’ll fuck her she don’t need no midol
• I don’t know why I’m thinking like this
• I guess i’m just tryna think quick
• Maybe if i slow down my lyrics wont be shit
• But if im not fast enough i cant produce a hit
• I guess i’ll just hit on ya bitch
• Like i said earlier i’ll make it quick
• Just like these bars I can’t seem to switch
• From fast to slow man life’s a bitch
• My perfect sister can’t see this or else she’ll snitch
• Then go fuck her brother that’s also an angel
• I don’t know I can’t see the picture from their angle
• I walk around them like im a stranger
• Just tryin not to get aids or else i’ll be in danger
• Lemme move on from this topic
• This ain’t no diss it no Killshot it’s
• More like just somethin that im writin
• To pass the time cuz i like rhymin
• I learned that I like freestylin
• But when I step in a rap battle that’s when I’m in
• A state where my mind is blank
• Got no rhymes damn why can’t i think
• Feel like im goin crazy
• Hell i might be lately
• With me stayin home cuz
• I hate hearin my mom fuss
• Now im just talkin
• Tryna keep on walkin
• They say talk the talk
• Then walk the walk
• But even though ive talked the talk
• And walked the walk
• I still feel like a lots my fault
• Now i take my baggage
• And my few crumbs of homage
• And i guess i’ll leave
• And let everyone else be
• I know this rhyme is cringy
• But i guess it takes some time
• To be a rap god like eminem
• Well i can’t think of anything else
• So here it is like show and tell.