Still sowin these rhymes, like a farmer sows his wheat..
Rippin up the sod thats around your stinkin feet..
Put you deeper in your grave that the Grim Reaper dug..
Have you squishin up your face like a dumb ass pug..
Rip the competion, like coupons on shopin day..
Sniffin up all your money, like your popin pay..