Scales are unhealthy so I'm peeling him off my skin surface..da annoying dead purpose
scared to battle me and weilding the golden Triforce of courage....now he discouraged
Nebraska cornhusker, street balling with corn..my rap killed da cat before he was born
Scales a cat and mom must be pussy porn..rippin dis wigga like his mom's ass get torn
swattin dis 6'3" wigga like an irritating insect..get a towel and go wipe off da sweat
he's tired and ain't thrown any personals yet...being born whack with genetic defects
he's making L's in his own alphabet soup...he went off at 10:11 P.M. scared won't lose
my punches left his face battered and bruised..he hanging himself with cords of da CPU
Scales hanging on dis rap game by a tiny thread...battling me is what he really dreads
he was listening, story's all been read...10:11 P.M. lyrics have tucked Scales in his bed
*ripped outro on da wigga*

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*Nashville city*