Back to the Rhyme

[Verse 1] Took a break in December, came back so you could remember About the clever rhymes I can spit when they come from my temper It's like I hit a nerve center every time I awaken Cuz people always complaining about what I put together I'm shooting bee hives with every rhyme that I spit Cuz my ears are always buzzing from the talk of your lips And sound of your lisp; y'all need to find some chill so that your mouths can just quit These bananas need to stop getting split, ya feel me? I just came here to rap, put my shit on the streets And stack a couple of racks Educate a couple fellows, have them upright like cellos Help them avoid the gallows like Will Turner did Sparrow Cuz if the system don't help, I'll be the Good Samaritan Not for comparison, just a passing pedestrian On my journey to riches and fame with my passion But it doesn't hurt to stop to show a little compassion But you rappers get none, your rhymes are overdone And sweeter than some cinnamon buns Every other line you claiming that you are number one But half of you Nigel Unos have not even begun And you think your punch lines are dope? Like we haven't heard them all before My simplest shit be more complex Than any metaphoric, historic, poetic shit you wrote And after this I'm going [Hook] Back to the rhyme again