connoisseur, a picky kinda dinosaur

A monster, eater of a thick burger

chewer, consumer, of these good-ums

Delivered to afford hash rosin cartridge

Monster, drinker, of a green elixir

Energy, liquid, the quicker picker upper

Fluid, shit myself, manure

I had Too much and now Im skiddlin out my drawers

A-Thesaur, a book not a dinosaur

What’s a book of words even damn for

Adjectives, pronouns, n verbs n knowledge for

Flows so sick ya need a lozenge ya heard

I’m a tort, of a list of words stowed in the back pocket

Shielded my wielded knowledge in secret compartments

You’ll learn the very definition of why you bother me

When I take your ass to the synonyms, index, and glossary

You’re a ballpark hot dog without the relish

Your a damn sandwich without a definition

Your a bitch, and idiot, a snitch, and hideous

Inside and out so fuck you as a whole person

I’m flexing I’m repping I’m straight T Rexxing

Big legs tiny arms but I’ll crush the competition

In an edible fashion, with assorted condiments,

On the tops of heads, closed by idiot sandwich

I could sell a red rocks to a Redding,

Twin fishes to a false herring,

Flame a Viking burial for a bad wedding,

Do arithmetic, scientific,

Ethical differential meta-analysis of my diagnosis, during my sabbatical erratically,

Offer my prognosis in my own pedagogy, like this class is offered by a student cocky

Guess my abrasion hit ya thoughts like capsasin Delysid

Admin licked the blotter paper of my thoughts

unlocked getting High off the heat of passion,

My brain acid and laughing at their point of life and their own positions

Introspection, for you a faulty premise but

Even a dinosaur could see themselves within so

Take a motherfucking bite out your bigass ego,

Bitch

connoisseur, a picky kinda dinosaur

A monster, the eater of a thick burger

chewer, consumer, of these good-ums

Delivered to afford hash rosin cartridge

X2

Pick apart their frame of logic

I fire my shots double buck authentic

Snapped the neck of a lame duck

That you have the nerve to call administration

No need to be anything less than

Still strong on an empty stomach

Steadfast in my minds approach

Never will these idea be remiss

When I see this expulsion

it don’t even bother me

Thrown to the ocean

lead by my stone feet

My tongue, is silent

My words, premonitions

Your silence, is violence

My strength, vengeance

In a poetic license to make you my bitch

'I’m the mayor of froggy bottom, and you're my pet reindeer!!!'

'I say what I want and I don’t get caught

I do what I need and if you get hurt

Well I don’t care, wanna start problems?

With the mayor of Froggy Bottom!

hit licks often as your bar takes shots

Hunnit on the dash and the stick gon lock

Chopper chew thu your whole Red Robin

Fam singing hymns in Froggy Bottom'