Nephew J is young as willis so what you talking bout punk... you cant win this,
I heard you wet ya pants you cant take a diss, you a MJ wannabe you abuse ya sis.
A low life scum bag not a straight up G your honer is 0... you cant match me,
Even if you think hard and thoroughly your minds a blank, I send you week at the knee's.
Your like a bitch pleaser a real prick teaser you try and tempt me but your no geezer,
Just like the measels I can scratch you easier, if you step to me i'll give you a siezure.
Im taking my time so I can clock ya style, but I noticed your slower man its been a while,
Where you at home boy or should I say home child, even if you were rodeo you couldnt buckwild.
Thats it im finished leaving you struck and diminished,
give up and go home so I can move on and bin this!

MJ=Michael Jackson