DEFENDER'S RAP

• Ok, you got me there, I’m in Gen Z, but don’t declassify my skill just because I’m young agin’
• Ima plot you like an X and leave you askin’ Y, cause I’m the answer to the equation
• I struggle with arithmetic, but I’ll try my hand at “trig” when I draw the glock
• And when your body’s dropped I’ll enjoy an ice cold Pepsi or Coca-Cola, you’re gettin’ “popped”
• You fizzin’ at the top while I’m cool like Mountain Dew, I thought you learned your lesson after our last battle, but I lost hope for you
• It’s VooDoo the way I be mixing things in to appeal to all tastebuds. Fruit chew or sour candy? Y’all can’t even predict my flavor
• But when I drop it’s savored by friends, family and neighbors until the next one drops and the cycle continues
• At the end of the day, man, I just hope that whenever you plug in your earbuds and spin one of my tracks, I’m helping you with your issues
• I’ve been misused, beaten and battered, but never splattered, so that means there’s still hope for me
• I survived so much I feel like I’m J.T. Thomas on the Forza tribe somewhere in the Tocantins
• When rap came a-callin’ it made way for many openings
• So I could forget the escalator and climb the stairs so I could get to the top of that mountain and start yodeling
• Now I’m show jumping from Cleveland to Ontario, giving up is nowhere in the scenario
• Flyin’ over my roots like aereo, I hope my grandpa is proud of me whenever I blast the stereo
• My words go round’ like Merry-Go, I keep things fun with punches, I’m no average Joe
• If what I’m saying resonates with you, go ahead and cast a vote