"Hey I'm the Narrator.
Ugh well let me settle this real quick.
I'm not real good at this story shit.
So let me Spit sum real quick."
"Er'hum. This is a story of a kid name blake.
and The homie name Jake.
Tryna figure out what to do in life
Tired of wasting all their time."
"Sitting on the couch crying in strife.
All they is kids that wanna fit in.
But what to do?
In good ole Top Shitty!"
"Top Shitty?"
"Yeah Tony Wassup?"
"Well you ain't spitting them riddles.
On this instrumental?"
"Well their ain't no drums.
Their ain't no dj.
hitting that thing.
nothing going barumpa ba ba."
"Like usual.
Im going off the noodle bruh.
I'm bored as fuck.
Bout to throw these 12s in the trunk."
"Damn now its getting kinda cheesy.
Like a damn Lamborghini.
All I got is Jokes and Rhymes.
On my God damn Mind Wasting all my time."
"I'm done I forgot what the story. I blame Tony. Fuck Tony. Eh hope you like my rhymes dayum i'm sly. Narrator out Peace."
"Narrator what the hell wheres my story? We were suppose to have the first chapter done by today."
"Wassup Dwr our awesome author. What my sly rhymes aren't good enough for you?
Trust me post this shit. Its a sure fire hit!"
"Their is no way my editor will accept this. Just let me give the basics of the story."
"Blake and Jake. are the children of the black knight and cheshire fox. they found a old mirror and got transported to a land of fairy tales. good by have fun shut the fuck up."
"Yeah what dill pickle said."
"Narrator!"