Freestyle rap
 

It slowed down at work so I'm bored. Come. Freestyle with me.

My middle name is danger, there's no one stranger than a stranger driving a ford ranger. Down a highway while I'm on my way to save the day from Dr. Dre. Not the skinny but the fat. By the buffet line doing a hover. For a time with his homeboy ed Lover. Macking some roni, he's no phony, he's eat's balogney on a pony. He showed me. Grilled or fried, with a side of chives.

Snatching all your snitches, putting them in stitches, scratching all your itches, macking all your b*tches. I'm the town of Salem and you're all a bunch of witches.

My homies call me Dr. Beats
I can't get 'nuff dem sugary sweets

"What!? Uh! Turn my headphones up! I'm serious n*gga, turn dem shits up! Turn 'em up! Hold up... I'm serious n*gga I can't hear outta dis ear, turn my headphones up!"