Here's a little ditty 'bout a boy in the city.
His name's 81, and he knows better than to call ME son.
You wanna Rap? I'll make you nap.
When you make your Ramen, you'll wish this TD was Salmon.
Cuz right now, I don't care 'bout no fish in the sea.
When it's all said and done you'll wish you were me.
I'll teach you a thang or two 'bout Rappin,
Your meat you'll soon be slappin,
Bring your beat my fren, cuz the best will always win
I'm gonna destroy ya, no one will want to employ ya,
After the beat down your fixen to take
From the noodles that I make.
Want a lesson? Sorry.
Class is FULL son, maybe next session.
Ask Megan, she know's,
This God reigns from where the snow blows.
My friend Aaron.