HALBERD RHYMESTEIN
Yo I'm on the right track.
Shout out to my haters!
But no echo comes back.
Alright, losers, laters!
Halberd Rhymestein's my name.
My tongue sharp as a blade.
You get made redundant
and meanwhile I get laid.
Last night I slept outside
in my billion star hotel.
Last heard you sleep inside
crying in your prison cell.
I'm out here dropping lines
like a road marking machine.
You're full of disbelief
staring at your iPad screen.
How dare you interrupt
while I'm destroying you?!
Alright, let's say your piece
before I beat you black and blue.
You're only five years old?
A kindergarten kid?
Sorry, mate, wrong number.
Hang up as you see fit.