CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Eyes closed, roses at my feet, sweet smells of drug induced deceit.
• High off pills, here comes the skills that'll seal this deal.
• Life's surreal in a dark sense, a nightmare at my expense,
• So to get away I snort a line, abort my mind, signed addictive kind.
• Not a real way to handle disarray, but this scandal is has put me away.
• Made a lot of progress, got a lot to confess, stress, less happiness.
• Cradled by a mess of carelessness, guessing at this fortitude.
• Caressing what I conclude to be a crude interlude, like damn dude.
• My aptitude comes in multitude, but the exactitude is in my parachutes.
• Had holes like my pair of shoes, in the sole (soul), stabbed me, dully.
• Well now I'm all hol(e)y, no I ain't, so go blow me, and fuck you, homie.
• Was doing really well, then out of hell came Satan faking righteousness.
• He licensed us to carry deception, damn what a misconception.
• I'm tired of complaining, it's draining, suffocating, I'm hating, irritating.
• Now I'm instigating a battle, saddle up bitch, this shit ain't Pitch..
• Perfect, resurrect a reject to interject with disrespect,
• all I need for that is my intellect to intercept this conflict.
• Rapping charismatic as Jesus, cracking enthusiastically like Prometheus.
• Worshipped by craftsmen, my lyrics are grasping your throat,
• you're rasping as you choke, gasping and asking like a bloke
• for help while I'm silencing you with what I broke, prevoked on coke.
• The devils dandruff, yeah, into mischief, like a corrupt sheriff,
• It's abrupt but perish, asshole, kick a field goal through that mud hole.
• Deuces bitch, no truces which could prevent me from losing.