flood ya with my verse and watch ya drown becuz i'm nautical
you wiggin' on my curses while i'm pullin' out ya follicles
determined to delete you so i'll hit you wit my backspace
fill ya head with helium to lighten' up tha deadweight
toilet tissue rhymes is paper bags like they is all recycled
childish flows is never never land ya bit em off'a Micheal
you must be some kind of wack emcee and poser super hybrid
pussy saddle on my dick indeed this cat is sure to ride it
milkin'punches offa me like cowz so maybe you should tri-bull
lied and said ya rhymin skillz was ill fo real that makes you libel