I'm the boards protoge, the newest merker, you ain't opponent, yo you observer/
think you thug, but this fewl's no burglar, wouldnt no gutter if he's a sewer worker/

I eat guts it took this clown to challenge me, you lyrically like my sounds brutality/
you lack in your skills its an abnormality, this fake's gonna get downed like calories/

Your skills can't get a raised(rays) if sun would shine, you couldn't draw weapons with a gun design/
your big dream is to sell drugs and nines, now you got a collumn called frontin lines/

you're getting diseased by my parasite, wannabe hot and cold, you bit fairinheight/
so battling me, yo your care is slight, so for your last 10 seconds cherish life/

i'm officially known as the the rap mistical, and now you're going to go and risk it all/
i can smell the pussy and the bitch in you, he called gully,yo everyone ditch this fewl/