first of all i hold this bitch, in the palm of my fist
wrip off his mic hand, and stitch up his wrist
you're a brittle bitch, your rhymes are as gay as skittles gitch
taste the rainbow prick, and a mouth-full of dick,
grab your purse and your lipstick, head out and hook the corner
gettin pimped by Warner, wishin you were somewhere warmer
Callin me out, jour mammie's callin you in, she wants you in bed by ten
cause by then you've lost 5 friends, dev doesn't really rap he just pretends
better throw on some depends, i'm burnin the candle from both ends
I can't sleep, until i dispose of this mc, can't believe he went against me.