Good heavens! An engine of ingenuity is under my hood revvin' And revvin' And revvin' Three times for six V's cause it's a V6 Like Eve 6 with the E's nixed I spit my first bars a bit before my bar mitzvah Now I'm artistically marvelous From the La Brea tar pits to Mar Vista A place where you can see sea? ¡Sí! And I will stop here: cease ici Cause I love 2 romance languages And I know a good thing But I also know when it's done So I will end this extended pun Anyone still listening is screaming “Finally!” Like CeCe Peniston Friends, it's unclear where to take it from here So I'll take the plunge, expunge fear And lunge off the brink, and fence I'm trying to second-guess and reckon less Say “Heck yes” to recklessness and steer by instinctive sense Commit to inspirations by committing them to paper in ink: Permanent inkling cement Why pencil it if I can write in pen? Solidify! On Twitter, my pal Allie thinks My resemblance to Barton Fink's immense And I agree. If I didn't, I would be bonkers Getting along's stronger Wwhen you concur, you conquer! Fusion over fission, leaf over beef, bro I'm at the plant-based, not the beast-based bistro Thank you over please “Yo!” “Sup?” “Sit and sup with me. A cup of tea?” “Nah, an espresso's more my cup of tea.” Couplet puppetry explodes errit-eruptively Scratch the fire, man, like a feline that climbed up a tree Pops made music. Mom pens poetry They collabo'ed one time only She wrote up the rap and he Produced the track and the Result goes Zachary! Zachary! Zachary! And I will keep singing that song That my mom and my daddy composed Until I'm dead and decomposed And maybe even beyond in the happy hunting ground Here's a rappy grunting sound: ungh! Now we can close The only reason I would care if Evan Rachel Wood Would select Chris Evans as her life-mate And hyphenate her name So it became “Evan Rachel-Wood Evans” Is because it would rhyme perfectly with “Good heavens!”