Hip hop death by disease

They were out for hemoglobin like Dracula and Dexter,
Aching for matriculation in the final semester,
School was in session, and they cooked us with pressure,
Crabs in a barrel, rap beefs got us nowhere like steps from M.C. Escher,
Wack MC's displeased me, cuz they should have done better,
Mainstream sodomized the game that 'ish wasn't' cool,
Hip hop woke up one morning and found blood in her stool,
Defenseless, her leucocytes were removed and infection ensued,
Parasites stole her rights in exchange 4 narcotics and booze, 
Mosquitos and leaches beseeched us, but we had the power to choose,
Like blood created in bone marrow and destroyed in the spleen,
Four months to live, hip hop's time was in-between,
A rock and a hard place, and too late to save face,
Sagging skinny jeans and whack rhymes man, it was such a disgrace,
Rest in peace to hip hop, cause of death paper chase.
Your friend to the end, still can't believe that you left me,
I'll was the 3rd pallbearer and spit this here at your Eulogy,
I tell my grand kids about how we first met all the time,
A beauty in the park, with a beat, breakdance, and rhyme.