A Freestyle Song

Here comes the mighty

Yes I'm a righty

I live in a apartment with my mom

I rap becuz I listen to beats on cd roms

Man I wish I was on the road to fame

Instead they say I'm lame

But ill try to prove them right

I just think they're lookin for a fight

Forget it

I'll just get my revenge on them rabbits

No I'm just playing

I just hope I keep praying

I couldn't hear what my mom was saying

All I heard was

Blahbleebblibblob

My brotha has an imaginary friend named

Bob

All he does is talk about gob

Naw ill quit talkin

And ill just keep walkin

I'm outy

Before it gets too crowdy

I'm out