I know.
Now write,
when I A,
when I C,
you I don't wanna be,
I know,
heh,
you wanna be like me?
You got shame on your brain,
you wanna have my fame,
the destination of your nation's only frustration
My rhymes are in,
then I did one line,
hit your head against my wall,
33 more times,
most times when I *** the pencil or the pen
You try to rush it and then you try to...
What the *, what?
But I was just recording something, mom
