“Diabetic Coma Thanksgiving”

(Comedy Hip-Hop / Fun Rap)

Thanksgiving hit the table like a heavyweight fight,

My wife threw down — man, that plate was lookin’ right.

Mac and cheese stacked up, turkey seasoned like a champ,

Mashed potatoes so smooth they could win a food stamp.

I took one bite… then two… then the whole damn tray,

Jay looked at me laughing like, “Bro, you okay?”

I said, “Hold up, wait — if I pass out, don’t be shook…”

“It’s just my diabetes tappin’ in like ‘Let me take a look.’”

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I stuffed my face, yeah I went full throttle,

Should’ve left the table when I finished my first bottle.

Now I’m leanin’ back slow like a lazy Roomba —

If I knock out, tell the fam it’s a diabetic coma!

Ayy, Thanksgiving got me feelin’ so blessed,

But this glucose meter bout to fail its stress test.

Tell my wife the food was fire — yo, it put me in a zone,

If I don’t wake up quick, leave my plate and my insulin alone!

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Cranberry sauce drippin’, rolls buttered with pride,

I ate so much pie they had to wheel me to the side.

My wife said, “Baby, stop!” — I said, “I’m on a mission!”

“Take me to the couch before I lose my vision!”

Jay talking smack like, “Bro you look dead,”

I said, “Nah, I’m good, just sugar-high in my head.”

If I fall out cold, don’t worry or roam —

Just poke me with a fork, I’ll respawn at home.

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I stuffed my face, yeah I went full throttle,

Should’ve left the table when I finished my first bottle.

Now I’m leanin’ back slow like a lazy Roomba —

If I knock out, tell the fam it’s a diabetic coma!

Thanksgiving got me full but I’m smilin’, no drama,

I told my wife, “Girl, that meal could end my saga.”

But it’s all love — and yes, I ate like a beast,

Happy Turkey Day… somebody hide the sweets!