EMINEM TRIBUTE (explicit warning)

I'm reckless unlike Earnhardt
But like in NASCAR imma tear this track apart
From the first track to the last, I want that cup, ok I'm talking about the ones that hold big titties up

Word play is easy, i eat up letters and shit out syllables daily
Call me crazy, so what if I rap about medium rare cooked babies
What? think I can't cook for myself
You can't be hungry and lazy
I'm starving still for that one more fan
so I work real hard cookin in my lyrical pan
Hey watch out man this shit is hot
Appetizing or not I'm preparing a lot

Yeah I'll use the same reference and still tear this track apart
I was born with this, never had to earn-heart

Im more twisted than the frame of a car
With a driver who drank too much before leaving the bar
Went over an embankment after hittin old ladies
Not with the car, talking about in the way you make babies
No not talking about cooking this thyme
But that's a great seasoning, I'll have to keep it in mind

I'm all over, covered a lot of real estate
I talk so greasy call me the king of Kuwait
Wait, does grease even come from oil?
Hold that thought, the babies starting to boil
"Omg!! He brought up babies again!"
But what's it matter when no person's a friend
Kids just grow up to resent their parents
But that's no surprise, they let words like this raise them
Clever little raps infiltrate their minds parents ought to keep their ears away from my kind
You swine, you pigs, let's all chow down
On some more clever lyrics we found

Words can slice when you're nice with a pen, oops sorry, bout to cut you again
I want my words heard, just like the next guy, but you're lacking the verses that flow and merge, like birds that fuck when they fly
I can whittle you down to your very essence, make you embarressed of your own presence
Yeah I write, i rhyme, my words they climb
Tossed at your neck and up to your ears
Youll beg me to stop, eyes red from your tears
"Pleeeease! Why wont you cease?"
It's easy to dog you, i got you scratching at flees.