My verse:

Who are you bitch, you seem a little bit mysterious
And as for you winnin' battles, that's just delirious
I'm serious! Your wack, wont ever get a reputation
Coz your goal will always be first stage of elevation
And imitation is your hobby as you bite some lines
Only way you'll blow up is by standin on landmines
In your rhymes there's nothin worth rememberin
Wack fuck, readin this and your already surrenderin
As for genderin you, your half male and half female
But one things certain....you just as fat as a whale
Your bones are frail, your turnin week at the knees
You aint ill, and guess what the whole of rb agree's

Goodluck!