Breakfast Club Freestyle “Zapruder”

Listen, written
I'm not a rapper

First lame's first, Rosenberg's the oldest turd
He knows he's dirt
Chasin' relevance, holes in shirt
Hard when you're 50 and you're workin' at the station
But you're stationed at a place that's like 50 in the rankings
Patience, be gracious
Key to greatness; expectations, keep 'em low
Lord knows you are basic
Both caucasian, both Jewish, I'm a cajun
Difference is you're shit with this and I'm Nick Saban; amazing
You're a funny Jew, saddles blazin'
Freestyle how? Wrote yours on a page, man
Test annihilation
I taste Sania Laythan, you're waste, man
Faker than Drake's Jamaican accent
Old as fuck, dog you're past tense
Stagnant, the show don't miss you when you're absent
You're lackin', to Sway and Charlamagne you're a fraction
What happened?
I liked you when you still cared about hip-hop, my guy
Not hip-hop squares
And you be with these squares, all laissez faire
Pedophile style like you run hip-hop's daycare, damn

Hot 97, y'all upsettin'
Hip-hop lives where these kids be gettin'
Vetted by heads who use less discretion
When lettin' those in who got less than blessings
Listen, this is a test in flexin', this is not a text to text thing
This is chest to chest shit
This is testin', testin', dog, this is not no wrestling

This here is for the real
This is boreal
Climate change from strange to holy hell
Not a Nautica boy, I own myself

This whole thing's a bit absurd
But on my word, is Boat about to get this work?
You spit that dirt, I'm Kurt Cobain, squirt
Extra extrovert, you better protect your shirt, you bird
Sea sections hurt
This is me testin' if your meddle work
Call you bitch, but that's a sexist word

Bitch, I'm fuckin' on fire
You? Unaccompanied minor
At you prior, but this here's the amplifier
You matched attire, cool
Is you a hat designer?
Congrats, your raps is wack but that jacket's fire
Is that your max desire? Is you after higher?
Shhh... pacifier
Grab a nap, you're tired
Today's the day rap's relax expires
Wired off coffee, pen to the pad
You ain't 'bout that, trendin' for swag

I've heard enough from Miles Parks McCollum
McKill 'em, I'm miles above him
I got him, I get him
This young man's a victim, my wisdom will quiz him
I'm Mitchum with rhythm
This is cowboy shit, he's gon' bow out quick
He's a kow tow trick
Him and Soulja on that shoutout shit
This is not, this is murder, this a tragedy, mane
He's like Lil Romeo meets Raggedy Ann
Sorry kids, I go hard with this
I'm glorious, you Norbit bitch
Lil Yachty dope
No, no, Notorious
Story is, he's sorta shit
I'm here to sort the shit
Like playin' tug of war with kids

Ignorance is bliss until you push it on people
They'll boo you, dude, like movies with too many sequels
You as my equal? Please, dude you is just fecal
I'm Steve McQueen, you is Vin Diesel

I'm not a rapper, but you are, kid
I know you're new to this, but dude you knew the truth exists
The craft matters, your raps is just deluded shit
So you should get to pursuing gifts
Kwame Brown of rap, the shoe, it fits
Fake as fuck like Hooters chicks
Yachty, this a body, dude this is
Murder on record like Zapruder flicks
You ain't doin' this
Go home and write stuff, stop bein' stupid, bitch

Thanks for your time, happy holidays