It's perturbing, Rapin Master- a disturbing emcee
It's uncertain to know if his flows hurtin or flirtin with me
Ya Herb-Of-The-Week, first attempt learnin' ta speak
when servin beef nothing from earth ta sea is un-nervin to me
try turnin the cheek, and running off in the other direction
ya words are weak, more slept on than beds in a Best Western
An absurd geek, seems you haven't learned ya first lesson
Bitin so many my lines it's like I'm fightin my own reflection
But make no misconception, this rappers gay as rue paul
You couldn't move a crowd if ya mic was replaced by a U-Haul
You stupid screwball, your style is equivalent to blue balls
you can't spit you lose all, you AND your ghostwriters
The only way you could drop shit is if you took off your diapers
WD the lyrical sniper turned this poser into a loser
Who appears wetter behind the ears than water hoses and scuba
Who couldn't catch a whiff of pussy in 6 cans of tuna
I've got a sick sence of humor, laugh as I tune and skin you
This curtain falls, but like the show my flow will continue