This kats 'Garanteed' to lose, proves hes weaker than hes been
Not much of a record hiding, providing hes only got one win
Claims to "live in the booth", but lacks the ability to write songs
So when hes in there what does he do, him and his crew are Touching shlongs
Pause it, come out the closet, the thought of men gets your pants creamin
Now when you say you spit ill, we all know that by ill you mean semen
Those extended lines waste my time, keep your rhymes within the margins
Fucka Millitary, The Establishment runs shit like were the drill Sergeants
Only salute youll get from these vets, will be raised with one finger
You might think that your the "shit", but dont let the smell "linger"
Bullcrap, sayin Canadians cant rap, commin from a wack kat its the truth
Im from Canada, if I had a mic Id "rip you" like your "ass" in the booth