just a little freestyle(had some freetime at work)

Now hold up while I give it what I got,
I throw boulders at 7 up cans so you can see me rock the spot,
You fake emcees got jewels with bling while I'm measured in joules to see exactly why I'm hot,
You can say I have necrophilia cause I fuck you up as you rot,
I'm exactly what you're not,
Fuck being trigger happy cause I refuse to blow my shot,
These emcees in the game are about to be forgot,
Cause they about to get played out like a couple lotto spots,
They want to go against the odds like some fucking casino slots,
Ill tell these emcees exactly what is up,
Have them fold easily like a tin cup,
I put my dick to your ear so you can hear me fuck you up,
My rhymes will make your knees buckle,
You throwing punchlines is like a fist with no knuckles,
That’s why they call me SIRE
You female emcees couldn't hang even if you removed your under wire,
You about to get retired faster than green cards expire,
Freestyle its all about punchlines and metaphors,
But these emcees got the game backwards like a set of suicide doors,
Its time to even the score,
Better yet let the underground take over,
Have no mercy on the industry and leave these commercial cats slumped over,
Now you saying you're hip hop is that really logical,
Shit I write my rhymes with the stars and create lyrical constellations just to prove I'm astrological,
My intellectually challenging poetry can be characterized as metaphysical,
My poetry is habitual,
I guess you can say that I'm a wordsmith that’s pathological,
My flow is regular like a healthy menstrual cycle,
These words will have you hooked like the blade of a sickle,
A lot of these industry cats are fake to me,
They nothing but a Mona Lisa interpretation of me,
They couldn’t be an emcee even if they was a mirror reflection of me,
How can you be the real McCoy without the MC,
And when its time to battle,
I'm known to rip it and dismantle,
I'm one of emcees that comes straight from the panhandle,
You fake emcees I dare you to bring the defiance,
I release beakers just so you can see me drop the science,
The mad scientist,
Can you really handle this,
I tongue rhymes to prove I'm a cunning linguist,
So do I need to demonstrate I use this mic device as a tool,
Shit somebody call me Miles Davis cause I gave birth to the cool!!!!!