(What is it you wanna do when you grow up?)

I wanna be an emcee
So let’s see if he got hard rhymes
And maybe he can really be
The greatest of all time
If y’all find any flaws in this
It’s obvious
Your either not listening
Or this is a god sign
For you get your ears checked
Mar is the best here
They know that ima clear threat
For em’ this next year
Is all mine
When I jot lines they precise
Tryna reach heights
In the sky’s with these mics
I keep striking the beats like
A street fight to entertain crowds
Cause the game now needs life
So stay down
Cause I may cock it n shoot
It’s the same target I use
Days I walk in the booth
Ain’t no way to stop me
I’m too fast
Bodied a few tracks
Copy you dudes trash
I just got me a new bag
I be living my best life
That is their worst fear
I knew that I was dead nice
Back in my first year
I ever snapped
Let us get the bread n cheddar jack
I’m better at this
You never practiced clever raps
I set the traps
Now it’s up to you if you fall for it
I’m all in for the top score
Balling like Paul George
They not sure if they hardcore
N they want war
I rumble like rock tours
Pummel the locked doors
I got more in the clip
Ready on stand by
And if it jams fine
Then I’m letting these hands fly
You can’t hide you a damn lie
If you say Mar$
Isn’t spitting some great bars
Listen my day starts off
Writing material then kick it like Neymar
Put it right in your stereo
This shit really ain’t hard
Can’t deny it I’m clearly dope
N I should get charged for it
I don’t just walk towards
All my goals I do parkour
The art form from a pouring hearts
More than priceless
It goes far beyond
Who’s bars is the nicest
I can tell that the worlds
Really starting to like this
Cause it’s not about girls
Or the garments n nice whips
Parting my night shift in half
Just to go write lines
That you all hear today
When I’m bussing these tight rhymes
Because of my grind
I just sped up the process
Fed up with nonsense
That they been letting y’all spit
Tell em it’s toxic
What your doing is stupid lame
N obnoxious all just so
You can pollute the game
Ima stop this I don’t know
Who’s the one you can blame
But it’s honestly the fuel I’m using
To boost my name to the top bitch
Super sayin flow with the gold hair
My name is so rare
What u making I don’t care
Face it you won’t dare
Ever play with a grown bear
I’m taking ur whole flair
They be saying it’s no fair
Gave em’ a cold stare

[Outro]

Like staring into the eyes of a decomposed cryogenically frozen cadaver anticipating advanced n optimized intercellular ice formation mechanisms derived from state of the art molecular nanotechnology which is the same philosophy I’ve seemed to adopted n utilize to structure these complex multifaceted rhyme schemes