Verbal Kata to Hurdle Raw Patter

Separate the lore, set in metaphor
Reaching to bust!
Crass to caw, cards of naughty

Prometheus?
Was the first fast jaw hard body
Blasting the "Outlaw Art of Try & Stop Me!"

So keeping up thus
I'm the last to draw, lauding oddities
En masse and raw, shards depart from me

Zen Wrath, bend the path to brawl, as Loki of Literati!

Blessed to resurrect and set to wreck curs so sure
Check my records if you don't concur
Anyone who said I wasn't real?

Ask 'em what jewelz THEY got to reveal.
Haters get schooled and hide behind rules concealed.
Later re-tool and vibe when cooling heels.

Like forgetting they were once set to duel my spiel!

Life cost daily investment
To say "No losses, only lessons."
So what I got tested in?

Was just another million steps to spin
Bust illin' frets from within
I'm chilling on the excess of my whims.

Risky bets just get me near bliss
Hidden messages set in my lyrics
Getting your mistress wet when she hears it

Spitting from my chest 'til I'm delirious!

Sitting on my crest, get near the precipice
Fifty lids of purple zest, for every head who jests like this!