My 'Buddha'

Not Mr McSpitsfire
But words burn in my chest
Mr Writesrhymesmethodically
They're playing checkers
I'm playing chess
So here's a Cludo to what matters
I'm Cornell Mustard with the spanner
I'm Sargent Pepper with a stammer
The rhymes Running Man, MC Hammer.

So I don't drop bars
I raise them
It's over your head
Now your minds vacant
But with rhymes so fragrant
Monsieur Gaultier would have to sniff
Twice to savor them
And make the crippled raise
To a standing ovation.

Assemble the gospel choir to praise 'em
Hallelujah, Amen
I hear Jesus walks?
I drive to my destination
The Devil wears Prada?
My white tee shirt's plain
I praise the Buddha
But my 'Buddha'
Is sticky, Green, and flamin'.