Yo, this aint a battle its me showin yall how ta 'killa kid',
Even ya writers block is empty so let me fill the lid,
This bitch had it comin since I entered bitch slapped,
"Punches" that can rearrange ya face and have it switched back,
You and I both know u cant rap and you too dumb ta sing,
Knock this kid in the air make it look like he came from the 'spring',
Only a retard would think at this point that hes got game,
If I was a liar at point at him and say he's not lame,
He takes this shit serious, after all ya battles ya fought pain,
I say ya style is shitty n you say its just a 'twot stain',
Only people that can "see" skill in this kid are his BLIND parents,
You'd be betta off a momma's boy sent ta find errands