yo,
what you a capition "dickhead",/ you rapping " dickhead"
you really think you hot, you burning "dickhead"
i cooked you, i don't even know where you from,/ i heard you claim you raw, now i know that you done,/
you a rookie, you first mistake was spiting flows that nobody else would spit, but chicks and wineno's,/
how bout them eag's, we one from the chip,/ im winning it for'em,"rap league" killing you pricks,
why you even call me out, you waste my time,
you trash, you making me mad im wasting my mind,/ on this cat that write all his ryhmes from balled up paper,/
you weak you must be drunk you taking a sit,/ next to pirates wit red hats, wooden boats on beach," you sweet"


i killed you "who's next"