Ill leave your head spinning like a spiders abdomen,
no one feels you, a plaster mold wont even adapt to him
He could be in the bible with a brother named Cane, n still wouldn't be Able,
cuz Lirael couldnt rock the mic with a babys craddle
Lirael One n Jacent, a crew of two pigs in a blanket,
n both couldn't outplay me with a radiostation
Both wear Nike when they fuck each other, no interruptions, they "Just Do It",
This wack kid is fucking garbage, like sex with raw sewage
His structure is outdated like old buildings, a thing of the past,
but maybe he could rap...before stella got her groove back
