Face the Music, Your Rhyme scheme just isn’t enjoyable.
I know why your name is thorn, Cause your (punches are) avoidable.
I’m violent, My punches are painful to history like Adolph.
But your hits (punch) keep the crowd silent like PGA golf.
Brutalize and Move your eyes straight to the Horizon
He calls Verizon, to get a guys to scrutinize them.
Your rhyme value is zero your hero is probably Rambo.
Your callow, I’d burn your marrow with my Erupting Flambeau.
I’m LARGE, and Thick, You can claim to have a dick.
But with a name like that I could tell you have a little prick.
Sick, Over Planetary, the Astronomer has spoken.
Your spits is arid like Mars and your winning streak has been broken