underpromotion
Game start
2nd rank again
At least I'm not stuck in 2nd gear
Yeah I see the irony
Right where I'm at – a 2 and a G
D2 asks for B2's fellowship
But he and C2 are connected already
Literally, as they're twins
Formidable force
Double-edged sword
Suddenly B2's backward
Both packed and delivered to Jesus
By a bishop
D2 enjoys that scene too freaking much
His wicked grin persists
Even after being decapped
By the Queen
Satisfied with her 1st win, she scans the land of her enemy
Spots an isolated piece
Tiptoeing near her husband's land of promises
Little does she know
Promises are hollow
And all E2 dreams of is her tiara
Being strangled by its wearer
Is the closest she can get to her precious
Seeing all that
F2's scared shitless
Tryna turn back, but physically impossible
God, he looks 15
Like a ripening watermelon
5 bullets penetrate his green rind, then flesh
Loses his balance
Choked on his own juice of red
His seeds never stand a chance
The rest of my fellows
Soon too become carcasses
Dragged and quartered by horses
Blown to bits by cannons
I'm the last one standing
One step at a time
So close, them pearly gates
Where Peter claims
"This P shall be passed"
Two pissed nations
Ready to put politics aside
For coronation
But I have already decided
To become a horse
Bet E2 wanna kick me in the crotch
To be honest
I'd rather ride
Than be someone's wife
Never follow a straight line
Hopping around this matrix
That's how I thrive
Light to dark, dark to light
Never confined.