CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Call me a prodigy
• But honestly sometimes I feel like a wannabe
• Even though I spit with the best quality
• They're probably on to me because obviously
• Some people agree
• They think I suck but I don't give a fuck
• They think I can't spit to save my life when my bars are the cause of their strife
• Sometimes I wonder if they know that my flows are slippery call it melted butter
• Sometimes I wonder is they know like Imagine Dragons I was lightning before the thunder
• Sometimes I wonder if they come at my head cause they're dealing with hunger
• But I'm not a statistic, not another number and unlike Dahmer I'm not sadistic
• I just happen to have a big dick and your girl's ass is bigger than that of a tick
• It's tragic because when I shoot that shit sticks
• But bullets bounce off of me like rubber I defy common physics
• I know I don't act humble
• It's cause it's impossible like a dieting cannibal
• And when you do see it that shit's incredible but kinda terrible
• I know I get off track a lot
• But it's all I got and two fucks I give not
• They call me Shakespeare
• More buckets than the Cavaliers
• That's my fucking treasure buccaneer
• I'm on another tier, I don't know if your ear works here
• But I control you like a puppeteer
• One, two three, you're the next Musketeer
• Call me Captain Kirk we're on a different frontier
• This is my rap, and you can read it thanks to Amir
• And just so we're clear and not on terms so severe
• Now it's my turn to disappear