When I first heard about freestyle rapping I knew I was instantly blessed,
The true path in my life, leading straight for success,
My heart is tellin me this game is mine, preacally jumpin out my chest,
Cuz my style is fresh and clean like a bar of zest,

Every time I flow a rhyme I make hair stand on end,
Takin a new approach to rap is truely what I intend,
If you know of any freestyle sessions, I'll be sure to contend,
Stop all this lyin, hatin, bullshit in which people condecend,

I aint no hippy shit like CCR, but I'm comin round the bend,
I'm bound to gain exposure, cuz I'm everybody's friend,
Creatin peace and harmony with my brand new funky blend,
Usin my life savings to promote myself, not a dollar left to spend,

I use Fruity Loops to make my beats, I think It's number five,
By the time that I am 6 feet under, my flow'll still be alive,
A new genre of enlightinment, brought to life within my jive,
And I'll create a fuckin frenzy similar to a bee hive,

I wish I had a dollar for every one whose put me down,
Cuz if I did I have more money than an entire fuckin town,
Only smokin straight killa, not a bud in my bad das brown,
But right now atleast thats not the case so remains this fuckin frown,

But I know soon that my dystny will come knockin on the door,
A message from god to heal these emotions that are sore,
A prefect way to grab whats mine and add it the score,
A way to truely express this depression that I store,

You see I'm similar to James Dean, meanin you get what you see,
And If you can't handle Pappa P, Than what we had is history,
So for all the bitches in tha club that wanna get with me,
Remember only one thing, I'm only here for pussy,

I don't want no lubbie dubbie shit, that's too much to for me to handle,
Cuz I know that when you meet me your heart will melt like a candle,
I never take a second glance when I walk away from a bitch,
I'm makin all the right plays so you could call me Randle,

And as I finish this rhyme so fast It'll make your head spin,
Remember these words that I speak from within,
I'll go as far to even say it agian,
You only get from life exactly what you put in,

I'm about to blow up similar to a tickin bomb,
And I'll leave your life with more meaning just like your father and mom,
I already blew the mic out, and I aint even turned it on,
And I owe it all to the beginning, writin at rapdogs.com