Pitter Patter
Written in December 2022
song by: Purrple Cat
Pitter patter. Pen with a pad on the porch while the birds chatter.
As loud as I get on the mic yet they don’t scatter. No.
‘Cause maybe only those that are fly recognize there’s levels,
like a mountain to a pebble, how I’m flaming on the mic they say I’m hotter than the Devil yet...
My God, Subs where you get them skills from?
You’re a spark to a match who lights it up!
What fun on the mic, a delight, when something’s wrong you make it right.
We never heard a MC so smooth and with a sight so clear!
You can see there’s not a fog in the mirror,
and when they step up in the race you leave them all in the rear, but don’t fear...
That’s just what it takes, to be the greatest rhymer since the Great Shade (Slim Shady).
Subatomic is the type of guy, well he likes to pry,
opening these doors with a verse, take a look inside
Never will collide when it comes to the cross-rhymes,
flawless with the pen writing when I can get time, yeah
He never grinds those gears, as smooth of a flow can erode all the fears
And what’s weird... he still alludes all the fame.
I’m a shadow, not a person, yet I bring all the flame...
