That was damn near herbish....Some shits was stretched to rhyme

You spittin dummy rounds, while still coming for the kill
don't fuck around, my words got you thinkin your in ammittyville
You dodging my verbs and adjectives like wack-a-mole
Son Even If you stacked the deck, this ace would make you fold
been here as long as me, but you see theres a destinct contrast
Your skill level never grew, you still lip level with my ass
TIC foreal son, please try to stay up to date with the time
Lets buy you a new identity, enough said, yeah fonnix will co-sign


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