Rap Slam Your Mothers A Man

The elements that feed gave me special needs, I can’t write or read or do my abc’s, I can’t count to 3 but you had best believe, I receive the signals from your body, that’s my hobby, when I look I see, what your intentions be, intimidation seeps need to see me weak wishing to see me beat I see it on repeat from entitled freaks self conscious geeks mind games for weeks towards a victory then the end defeats because you went at me I first played this game in my infancy you thought you were first with your books and words but you mistook this verse and now the bubble bursts intellectually cursed your amazing brain playing the same old game gonna bring you shame it’s the same again those physically inferior can’t challenge me must be superior and attack mentally, that’s insecurity, trying to prove a point without moving joints but if I’ve the stupidity and dumb be me why in the world do you expel energy so that people see you get the best of me are you that needy when apparently it’s so easy wasting effort on what will be inevitably a certainty, to happen eventually only for you to think of it as a victory you seem thick to me an audience stood clapping you can’t embarrass me I make that happen I’m a tragedy and just for clarity you’re a calamity think you’re good at hiding things no, not nearly fingers wearing gold carat rings from a charity pinky swearing it’s authentic bling pigs defying gravity the elements failed your developments by all evidence proud of your malevolence you fail your facade your true irrelevance life is hard failing measurements short of standard size I’m hung like elephants you’re not the king of kings with a pair of silver wings flying by the Burj Kalifa an attention seeker submerged in metres of sewage water exposed like FIFA dumb fat and shorter trying to beat me because you know I beat you though I don’t compete too when I’m not beneath you I have no need too I determine my value confident and conscious it’s hidden from view armed responses I’m the rival of entitled monsters raised delightful clueless, bonkers light like nightfall self praising plonkers, I have these special needs adhd, an oppressed depressive with anxiety you think you’re blessed but comparatively you’re a stress head and it’s unsightly can’t handle pressure while I impressively become forever better than you will ever be and if I am special then you are needs