Caster Semenya (Freestyle)

Sweltering heat plus hot cocoa, I’m dripping
The carcass of logic ripe for shawarma, we stripped it
To the bone like wolf or caribou under a feral moon
He took the furs but didn’t delouse the apparel, fool
Stash the paraffin
It’s scary when neo-Aryans open carryin' and buryin' merry men
Stay away from some, they’ll happily end ya
They run shit but you box ‘em in like Caster Semenya
Then bang!