this faggs been mean muggin me givin me a shitty look/
this queers idea of "rhymetyme" is readin a kiddy bool//

see boi my flow ull *break* ya brain down inta *sectors*/
you think you beatin me what you aint seen my record//

see this kids full of shit, in his clan they see who can hold the most/
you bout ta be added to the list right below my post//

behold the truth ya best line read "fuck me"/
this kid aint gangsta look where hes from, kentucky//

and I read ya profile ta get ta know who im'a merk-dis-time/
my verbal sign will severly hurt-kid-rhyme//

see kid my flow like sirea mist, got natural flavor/
you should close da polls now cuz we know who the gunna favor//

you might be good in the furture but then this ull be the past son/
hes only got 30 sum post and been on since last month//

and if you said you could beat me then i be hatin you lire/
you couldnt burn my rhymes if you wrote um down then set the paper on fire//

dawg you wouldnt drop hard lines if you wrote while you was gettin-a-dick/
you mus eat ass alot cuz all you spittin-is-shit//