Live my life from A to Z
Fill up all the vacancies
Whatcha wanna say to me
Someone state who made him, please
Now you gotta pay them fees
And make sure you Gib-some to Tyrese

Whoops, didn't mean to be rude
Here, I'll hand you some food
Hopefully that'll help your mood
Especially when your days are as black as soot
While you're at it I'll steal some loot
The Santa of rhymes is coming down this chute

To hand you some beats that I'll probably ******
Something I do with every verse-R
Hate to break it to ya but I'm goin' further
Beats with me in the middle and you got a rap burger
Hey, just to check, did that hurt, sir?
Your mother should've kept you at home, that's what I told her

Rap, I'm the epitome
Homeric simile? My rhymes are Homeric villainy
You wanna be like me?
You're gonna need some youthful energy
Just like the other legends who made symphonies
Rap per se, will never cease