If Covers is your addiction , and you as uppity as I think you is , you sniff it instead of crackin’ right ?
but you’re egg shaped so I’ll crack you nice ,
Ernie McCracken get your facts straight , your numbers right ,
your mathematics are fake , you can’t add , you’re not a man , you’re a scam , subtract your life ,
what you know about the rap game , oh wait , damn , you’re the badass from Buffalo right ?
But if thrown into State Prison or Rikers you’d write ,
home that you felt alone so you became some homies fucckin’ wife ,
you don’t know me but I’ve known you twice , before and after the war and torture of exploding mics
now since I’m the teacher and you’re my prudish delinquent student , I put this piece together for you to read , dude you know you didn’t skim through it ,
proofreading it ,
“ what part’s about me ? “
you know , the usual spin ,
well this time it’s true , the whole brutal thing
beautiful it stings
a glowing smirk resonating across your face I know ,
so this is your homework , I know you , you’ll take it slow ,
you’re like that kid in the 8th grade we’d be on the 83rd page on a rocket ,
while he’d still be scratchin’ his face stuck on the fucckin’ Table of Contents
name any continent , I’ll take a plane there and still break your nonsense ,
you can’t even concentrate , I’m constantly creating , when did I say rape , you’re wayward , I’m God listen in…..
you can keep making fake statements it’s not a problem it gives , me more ammunition with which to throttle you bitch ,
I’m poppin’ bottles , this is the fizz ,
it’s champagne , I’m celebratin’ wins ,
I’d give you a drink but you’re fulla shit and vomiting piss ,
honestly , you think you got me ? Nada , spockgato the king……