[Intro]
Alright, you know, this beat sounds kinda nice
Shoutout to DJ Magic Wand for this beat, Lactose Boi did not make it
Also, I just moved the mic
We all make mistakes, y'know?
Ahem
[Verse 1]
Don't try to ride my flow, it'll frickin' melt ya'
Call me a banana, I'm what your girl fell for
I get as much kitty as an abandoned shelter
Your skills are real shitty, I already smelt ya'
Catch me on Thanksgiving, filled like a pail
Catch me making your girl wet as a whale
Uppercut you to the heavens. you'll get sent like mail
Call me an exam, because you're gonna fail
No knee'd (need) for injury like I'm Derrick Rose
Rich in lyrical quality like I'm Jeff Bezos
I make sure I got skill, that stuff is a must
If rapping was a grade, I'd get an A plus
I think my voice sounds okay though
Spit this quick like everyday though
Will I ever stop rapping? No way though
Clever is what you can say though
[Chorus]
Simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as it's comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
Is it a simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as it's comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
[Verse 2]
These pussy bitches lisping like they Christian
Dancing on Karen's grave, like it's a hit or miss
Checking people off my hitlist like it's Christmas
My girl doing chocolate lines, oh, she a Swiss-Miss
I enjoy going to school, call me a masochist
Sealing the album together, like I'm Phil Swift
If I ever get haters, they're gonna be dealt with
They're gonna fall quick, then I'm gonna spit shit like
Were those your best lyrics? That was unfortunate
You sounded like shit, and you said you can spit
I'm gonna put you down, bitch, I got endorphins
Do yourself a favor and just go forfeit
Might as well quit, I'll let you acquit
Goofy glasses man, like your name is Kelswick
Call you nitwit, the brain's small to fit
Am I clever? Go on: Just admit it
[Chorus]
Simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as it's comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
Is it a simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as it's comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
[Verse 3]
I got the neck extrusion, call me a giraffe
My flow's more calmer than a bubble bath
I'm a young Kevin Hart, I can make you laugh
Call the album Auschwitz because it's got gas
I hope that last lyric didn't make you sad, or mad
Or glad for my death, that makes me feel bad
I take it back, but is the album fire? That's a fact
It ain't even Christmas, but I know how to wrap (rap)
Like a burrito, flyer than a mosquito
Purple like a ditto, I'm weighing .2 kilos
Cooler than a polar bear, fresher than a Subway
You'll need a ruler for my hair on a good day
To close off, for today
When you're feeling under the weather
If you wanna know how to get better
Pop this album in, listen to Clever
[Chorus]
Is it a simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as it's comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
Is it a simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as it's comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
Is it a simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as were comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
Is it a simile or is it a metaphor, who's to really know?
As long as were comparing something, we're gonna be fine, fo' sho'
