[Round 1: Ubiquitous]
I can see his appeal to the average person watching at home
They see him rhyming they love it, it's no fault of their own
Cause they don't know about formations, set ups, quality flow
Their pick of the winner is hinged on who puts on a comedy show
So he milks his gimmick image, never strays outside his comfort zone
Gay, dick and sister jokes, shit about us colored folks
This used be creative art not doing what is comfortable
But you made it a contest of which rapper has more mother jokes
So simple rhymes for the simple minded, that's just a part of his plan
Using a bunch of sex jokes about my mom and my dad and every Asian joke he possibly can
See I can read his lines cause I know 'em like the palm of my hand
And he's got rebuttals, you know, takes what I say and flips it
I'll admit it, it was cool, the first 50 times you did it
But you do it every round of every battle that you've been in
You don't need to prove you can freestyle we get it
So laugh at his comedy routine, it's whatever dude
The freestyle rebuttal each round that we expect from you
But know that with each generic joke that you subject them to
Every other rapper loses that much more respect for you
[Round 1: Charron]
Yo, he talked about the palm of his hand, I should give him head strikes
The only thing that revolves around the palm of your hand is your sex life
Yo last event he picked me up at the airport and we crashed at his house
Like there's tire tracks on his couch this Asian crashed into his house
Yo celebrate this, I know it's hella racist but your phone number is only listed in the Yellow Pages
Yo, he don't smoke weed at all, he just washed dishes and does quantum physics
I hit trees with bongs, you hit trees with Honda Civics
Yo, so when your rap party's getting fried out, bong hits
As your best friend dialing vomits
He's screaming while he's working on his science projects
"I'm high off knowledge, I love college!"
You and your family are physicians this is more of a slaughter
I'll stomp your pregnant mother, poor man abortion the toddler
Stick a fork in her daughter, Chinese torture your father
And give this country a fucking reason why there's a shortage of doctors
First place is something you've never really done
Your family had a Jackie Chan look alike contest and everybody won
I can see his appeal to the average person watching at home
They see him rhyming they love it, it's no fault of their own
Cause they don't know about formations, set ups, quality flow
Their pick of the winner is hinged on who puts on a comedy show
So he milks his gimmick image, never strays outside his comfort zone
Gay, dick and sister jokes, shit about us colored folks
This used be creative art not doing what is comfortable
But you made it a contest of which rapper has more mother jokes
So simple rhymes for the simple minded, that's just a part of his plan
Using a bunch of sex jokes about my mom and my dad and every Asian joke he possibly can
See I can read his lines cause I know 'em like the palm of my hand
And he's got rebuttals, you know, takes what I say and flips it
I'll admit it, it was cool, the first 50 times you did it
But you do it every round of every battle that you've been in
You don't need to prove you can freestyle we get it
So laugh at his comedy routine, it's whatever dude
The freestyle rebuttal each round that we expect from you
But know that with each generic joke that you subject them to
Every other rapper loses that much more respect for you
[Round 1: Charron]
Yo, he talked about the palm of his hand, I should give him head strikes
The only thing that revolves around the palm of your hand is your sex life
Yo last event he picked me up at the airport and we crashed at his house
Like there's tire tracks on his couch this Asian crashed into his house
Yo celebrate this, I know it's hella racist but your phone number is only listed in the Yellow Pages
Yo, he don't smoke weed at all, he just washed dishes and does quantum physics
I hit trees with bongs, you hit trees with Honda Civics
Yo, so when your rap party's getting fried out, bong hits
As your best friend dialing vomits
He's screaming while he's working on his science projects
"I'm high off knowledge, I love college!"
You and your family are physicians this is more of a slaughter
I'll stomp your pregnant mother, poor man abortion the toddler
Stick a fork in her daughter, Chinese torture your father
And give this country a fucking reason why there's a shortage of doctors
First place is something you've never really done
Your family had a Jackie Chan look alike contest and everybody won
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