Uuh track eroticism

Why, I'm utterly disgusted

Sick to my soul, with this ignorance encrusted

Gaping hole, in the ground called Rap

I've found on the whole a functional lapse

Between what scenes sold and where I'm at

So look up, and then living confident but

By all means must stay one full dick-riding duck

An inbred two-head mutt

Away from me at all times, because I'm

Allergic to most synthetic materials you rhyme

I voice the spiritual, along the lines

Of a similar superiority principle

I could redefine until wax is pressed from swine

Or this hulking mass will gets signed

See that you posthumously shine

In fact --- shattered on some track of mine

That is, when its played backwards on 45

Then prove you're mortified

I mean, immortalized

Miscreant, you misjudged the photo size

Can't put some friends or BAM!

In the pretentious platinum highrise

So when the lust-ego-deal thing is capsized

You can count out my

Daring deeds and random acts of heroism

But that's just me, and I'm a stickler for wisdom

Or any substance of light texture, listen

Glorified heckler of a nose-bleed, heed

Your tongue or be oppressed

Imagine that much needed rest

Catch an ocean of breath

Let thoughts regress and a famished mind digest

My constructive criticism in context