This is a song about "Ed edd n eddy"

Can't you see i'm undefeat-ed,

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Expert with lines, the pen has tension-ed me , best with the rhymes, sever ur memory

We're sicker than a student who's piling in special ed,

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Start to laugh when i'm picturin anto sittin in special ed

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Flyer then the rest of them

Tried perfecting my letters n