10 lines minimum, no hate

I'm not gonna make any calls about race//
but you probably have michal jackson's plastic face//
my words, embrace, your style, disgrace//
face me and i'll bend you into twenty two positions//
like the box says "fully poseable or refund emissions"//
i see you start to melt from my words heat conditions//
to your record i will donate your loss//
no deals you will be signin, your moldy moss//
bow down to me cause im your golden boss//
firing you because you shit and basic//
look at the music and face it, doestnt matter it yo hate it//
you just got your ass kicked son//
get away from hip hop and back to michal jackson//