Ur weak as fuck, yo u should know it before u blow it/
The only reason I'm "scared" of u is becuz I'm "homophobic"/
Yo kid u iz ill, "ill" wit lyrical cancer/
wen sum1 callz u out u wont answer/
uz a faggot, I bring havoke, u'll get y ass kicked/
Im a pit bull I'll kick ya ass while I go rammpent/
Now listen, u bitch u got no dick Mr. Want-a-dick-son/
Now listen, Im winnin, u wishin ur in my position, while my rhymez is killin/
U aint gonna show me how to be in thiz rap game, ur rhymez are lame/
I know u been in da “rape” game fuckin many men and now ur in jail for u iz to blame/
Ima fuck u up and leave u in a ditch, my rhymez is like a fast ball pitch/
Uz da illest lil bitch/
u cant get ladies/
so da only time u touch legz and thighz waz at KFC/
Don’t talk about gunz u cant shoot, so u post up/
Wen u against me u hav no luck/
I'll cap ya ass wit my spit like my mouth's a beretta/
Instead a losin the hard way, I suggest ya betta surrenda/
So u could envy-jay-fam,but when they desy-spray-damm/
and u suck u couldn't set da "NET" on "FIRE" playin "NBA JAM"/
Come 2 ya hood strap down da knee's,let da black pound just squeeze/
u a "HAPPY" faggot datz scared of "BEEF" like da "MADD-COW-DISEASE"/
U think ur “ILL” but I’m like a doctor I’ll give u “SHOTZ” for comin to me//
Wen sayz who beat u say itz goin to be me//