Fatal ur lyriks make me delirious
readin ur spits from tha above dis
got me thinkin you werent serious
ur a flyweight son ill slaughter u
n make ur momma com admit
her retarded ass addobted u
i fathered u n left u on a train
i said how could i keep this kid
hes bound to be insane
grow up to fuckin ur own sister
now ur playin games
eveyone say fag u say please i prefer mister
dister after i knocked her up
ur momma an ugly bitch that was drunk as fuck
so to give you some hope of winnin this bat
ill give u anything son im ur dad