Por Que Si, what kinda name is that kid//
Probably took you a week to write that gay shit//
You only got 5 post, you fuckin' newbie//
Like a dog in a cage, you'll never get though me//
I'll rip ya to shreds like a cat on a pillow//
My rhymes are so ill, your already turnin' yellow//
Don't you relize that that doesn't rhyme bitch//
You lyrics are fucked, we could call ya 'mind shit'//
Cuz thats what your lyrics always come out to be//
Bitch ya heard me, now your supposed to bow to me//
Please don't bother respond neither, I can take a hit//
If you try to, you suck so bad, we probably would think ya was lit//