check your e-mail, i sent you rope, to suspend you from home/
killa swing, until you extend and splinter your bones/

you got no wins, and I doubt you can even scrap /
your last verse had less punch, than an amputee boxing match /

I'll enter your dreams..and choke you with freddy's sweater/
you couldn't win this battle..if you were the only one that entered/

I refract your future punches, like fragments of light/
to throw a limp fist, speeding back to your eye/

you should change your name to "why can't I win"?/
you better recycle your dopest verse, and add my name in/

make them all believe you typed that whole thing/
and don't forget to say you did it quick, so you couldn't bring/

your full potential, you aint a rapper, your screen name is a rental/
when the mods find you out, your gonna disappear, like florence henderson's dentals/

sorry I took so long..there ya go