Rap Fail #2

<chorus>

And it’s fucking happening again,

With all the mental strain and pain

And confusion pumping up my veins it’s insane

So I push him but in vain, like a ball on a chain

Jamming my brain on every fucking traffic lane

 

<verse 1>

Get out my head I said but he misread

knocking me out with yet another overhead

and instead he’s widespread

like a cheese spread on French bread

Closing up a mental block, adding a lock

But he’s already the capital stock

Slipping in like an insulin shock

Pounding and hounding around the clock

 

<verse 2>

But why, whereby he’s a good guy

Like a meat pie in Versailles, a good buy

But it won’t fly cuz I’d die if I rely

On yet another lie and what it’d imply

Holy Shucks I think I’m fucked

I oughta reconstruct my every conduct

Saying I’d obstruct every duct

Leaving no room for fate or luck

 

<verse 3>

My heart is beating but I’m heeding

Its every impulse and kneading

But it’s feeding off of needing

And reading all the shit that I’ve been pleading

They never care as they ensnare

It isn’t fair what I have to bear in this motherfucking lair

Fuck this department cuz there I’m always listed on welfare

I got my share, why don’t you shuckle if you dare

 

<verse 4>

And I remember every past time with all the slime

and it’s as full of grime as a ghetto’s nursery rhyme

my prime with every climb ain’t worth a dime

and I’m just another motherfucking mime

I’ve always said I’d hold my own but what a drone

I’m already in the motherfucking zone, it’s on

I can moan but all they want is an unknown to bone

I shoulda known better than to be so prone

As a scone to a motherfucking flinstone