This kid ain't ill, far from fresh, in fact motherfuckin stale...
And with that pussy, bitch soundin name I doubt he's even male.
Profile says he's 14, how sweet that he busts raps at school...
Cept being so young he can only cop flow, in his wading pool.
Fool! Wearin floaties cuz even in shallow water he'd drown...
So ta shut him up I'll bring tha lead, and have him pipe down.
Cuz his mind skipped out, fuckin left, causin disaster in his rhyme...
Since his brain went on vacation, his whackness is workin overtime.
So please explain why ya here, ya ain't a killer like Myers, Michael...
Ya can't rhyme or rap, more useless than ashtrays on motorcycles
And now ya been beat, so humiliation blossoms and grows...
Cuz if talent were fuckin nitro, then Ill couldn't blow his nose.

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