Well, looky looky back to slow the party down,
you certainly had to ride the slow pony back into town.
And what are you wearing bro, you look like a clown in a wedding gown.
If I had a nickle for every time you used a pronoun I'd be even richer - you hear that sound?
That was your girl, I got her tied, chained and bound and of course, I'm not trying to astound
by rhyming so many words that got -ound, but if you wanna keep messing with me I'll show you the dog pound.
So now I guess I gotta come up with another word, another phrase, another verse,
so many decisions I make, every single one is absurd, I got this haze in place in the hearse,
I can make another hundred words rhyme, no thought necessary,
I'll be nice, toss you a single dime and tell you to hit up this apothecary.
Before the words get too intricate and you get lost and get sick with it,
I suggest you hang up your mic, boxing gloves, football shoes,
wheel in your trike, cage up your doves, and retire you crews
Quoth Eminem- "Imma rap till I'm fossil fuel."