If we talkin bout a subject of you winning we hafta just drop it
I bring the good news and the headlines Conversion rips Prophet
You've only merked a bunch of homo's and no name skilless kids
I hooked this bitch like'a bass and play no games I reeled'em in
Ur verse is filler it's weak, You makin music Im'a killer of beats
You spit wack shit Prophet and it's not just a figure of speech
Puttin triple sevens in ya name what did you hit the jackpot?
Actin lucky like thats the easiest way ta get you smacked Ott
I'm stretchin you like your bars confused yet, I'll abuse ya neck
Battlin' Conversions the easiest way for you ta lose ya respect
Ya rhymes are cheesy, but i dont get it this cat lacks the Kraft
Lines breakin' easy, i make it so you aint hafta look back ta past
You show the shook act so fast, write in tha book ta blast ya ass
Words like weapons and glass, firin' and stabbin shaft ya whole class
Motha fucka acts like his structure has no divits and is on point
Ya shit so uneven you couldnt even connect ya punches wit joints