my inner rapper

(the following must be read to the tune of vanilla ice's "ice, ice, baby").

yo SCP

all right STOP let me elaborate so listen

bagnatic is back with a brand new obesession

SOMETHING grabs a hold of me tightly

flows through my mind, daily and nightly
is it a bag? yo, like you didn't know

i’ll keep buying my purses as long as i have dough

to the extreme i rock my bags like a vandal

light up my days with the leather made handles

HECK, i want to go to chanel real soon

the bag i have in mind is making me swoon

DEADLY, it’s dope and leathery

anything less than a chanel is a felony

i love it, i love it, i better make way

i need to call kazue so i can hear her say

“if you want the bag, it’s here for you to take it”

get in my car and off to scp to get it.

nice, nice, baby....

in my past life, i was a gansta rapper. i'm outie, word to your mother....