*clearing of throat* *scream* Im back

When my pencil hits the paper

It forms a motherfuckin crater

My skill is major

I call myself a rhyme generator, (what?)

Alligator

Munchin' on the haters

Good taste in music, would you like a couple flavors? (yea)

In school

Theres a lot of tools, fools, people tryin' to be cool

I wanna drown em' all in godamn pool

These ass drools

Should go back to preschool

Becuase there brains are miniscule, (uh)

This kid named[ censored for privacy reasons]

In ma' class

Is a real ass

Fuckin' gay fag

I hope he gets put in a trashbag, (yea) (your garbage)

Sent to Baghdad, (oh...)

Then ISIS reloads the mag

And shoots up this gay hag

Sorry but i have ta' expose

I wanna shove a shoe down his throat

Hope he chokes, (uh...)

Put him in a bag and throw him off a boat

Then take a gun outta' ma' trench coat

And shoot em' in his goddamn skull, (wow)

"what next?"

"aye that was crazy man, that was crazy! aye go in for a notha' one man (calm down) go in for anotha one oh shit"

Im doin' good wit' deez' essentials, (yea?!)

Thats why people say i gotta' lotta' GOOD POTENTIAL, (what?)

"how many raps you have bro?" (oh)

Oh i have multiple, (shit)

"wow your skill is special!" (damn)

Thanks dude, (KEEP TALKIN!) but i got (KEEP TALKIN!) eyes ta' roll

My raps will (hoah) make yo' insides

Divide

Ill be doin' genocidal homicides

Im stuck in dis' rap world, like a reptide, (come on man!)

Full of dykes, who ride other peoples dicks like bikes, *moan*

I can see everything from here like a mothafuckin' kite

When ya' hear me on that mic

It sounds like

A motherfuckin' wolf fight

"OH SHIET boi that last bar was tight!" ( SHIT)

Thats what i mean when people say my futures bright

Becuase im bringin' it back like rappers mothafuckin' DELIGHT!!