@Gliitch,
I'm like peanut butter; I'm soft, but I'm hard to spread
This is another freestyle I'm writing off the top of my head
So try not to get misled like a lost lamb from Christ's flock
Even a geek like me can drop a hard batch of dime rocks
While you're standing there stiffened like totem poles
I'm climbing up the mountain as high as Mount Snowdon goes
Reaching the top of the summit, I'm hot rhyming frozen flows
As cold as snow, stored in the deep freezer like golden cones
'Autistic' is not a word in your dictionary
Neither are 'smart', 'sensible', 'talented', 'witty' or 'wary'
If you can't take a leaf from my book, then you're lying to yourself
As much as a mattress lies on a bed or books lie on the shelf
Even a guy who can't freestyle very well
can rhyme better than you, and he doesn't need to cry or to yell
How greatly one's mind can excel, well, it's only time that can tell
But if you can tell the time, I'm straight like half an hour to twelve
I dig deeper than a coal miner than delve
Go lower than a well-wished throwing dimes in the well
My friends call me James Bond, I got myself a "Licence To Kill"
I'm like one of the Beastie Boys, I've been "Licensed To Ill"
Tighter than spandex on a girl wearing the highest of heels
**** living a fake life, I keep it real
Like a big dude in a slick suit, I strike a good deal
I can break a handicap barrier harder than a writer's block will
I keep my masterpieces lined up in my windowsill
No matter whether there's a light or a chill, they still stay seen like shines on a wheel
My life's like a reel; as it rolls like a sleigh ride down a hill
on Christmas time, you get chills listening to my lines as they kill
Feeling my rhymes as they peel and cut through you like a knife through your steel
And by "steel", I mean the skin of knights riding on wheels
that are horse-drawn
I might be cold but I'm fighting to keep my balls on
and my drawers on like a Russian trying to keep his borscht warm
I'm "Far From The Madding Crowd"' away from the common norm
Giving myself food for thought every day like a smorgasbord