Why I suck at rapping: TRUE STORY

You guys know how I suck ASS at rapping? Well I haven't always been like that (I used to be w I swear). So let me tell you the true story of:

HOW I LOST MY RAP

I was walking down the streets of Manhattan (cus why not), rapping bars and dropping beats every which way. I was the top 1 rapper EVER, because I didn't use baby oil or write stupid Tweets. I was also not Kanye or Diddy's brothers. I... was special. No, not THAT kind of special. I meant special like DIFFERENT.

I would walk down the streets and people would say "Yo whats good Lil Cheeseburger Jr!" I would of course respond back "I might drop a sick new track just cus ya said that!" to really hype them up.

The day I lost my talent as started like these days. I woke up, got outside and chilled in my lawn chairs, thinging of new raps. I was almost done with my newest one: Big Cheek Jimmy. Just then, PATRIXXX came along and started rapping BARS! It was CRAZY! I tried to keep up but I just COULDN'T! He kept saying stuff like "PATRIXXX ON TOP, YOU EATING SLOP" which really hurt my feelings… all my fans started crowding aroun PATRIXXX instead, thinking he was SO HOT!

I was too sad to ever rap well again. I now sound like "ohhh yeah im so cool rapper rap rap hat hat im better then kendrick oh yeahhhhhh"

So there ends my terrible tale. Thank you Patrixxx. I hated rap anyway.

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