Reflection

[Intro]
There once was a dripster who dripped too hard
He lived in the land of the moop and the mard
His name was Wekko and he loved to drip
On occasion, he hated on those that ripped
But he woke up one day and realized the truth
A simple fact that eluded him, for he was no sleuth
He realized he was annoying and his music was bad
And to put it plainly, folks, this made him quite sad
So one day he decided that he would just quit
And he did, and he stopped making music for a bit
But then he felt an evil force beckoning him to come back
And finish the song about peckers and crack
And even though he knew that it wasn't for the best
He kept making music at the evil force's behest
Will Wekko ever be able to escape the force's clutch?
Only time will tell, we at least know that much

[Verse]
One megabit per second
That's too slow I reckon
I just got a drip obsession
I should send a drippy message
I got a tinge of the 'tism
Break your block down like a prism
I sent your whole squad to prison
You just love jerkin' and jizzin'
DripCamp 1 and 2 and 3
I be smokin' on some tree
Just kidding, that's cap
Why can't I just rap?
I'm a little slow