Lyricalchick bouts to slaughter dis bitch//
My rhymes can come out whack in dey still a diss ya//
My rhymes are so tight u gotta put em bak in rewind//
U tried out fo tray-six dey neva got bak to u so i guess dats a DECLINE//
U a rookie u aint got dis lyrical talent//
U can neva beat me dis aint even a challenge//
Wen u don readin dis i have u lookin like prince//
Thinkin u can win bitch gett a fukin grip//
My rhymes like a disease dey'll come in kill ya//
Youngstar wat da fuk dats a wanna be name//
U might as well admitt dat yo rhymes dey lame//
Im done wit dis bitch she even kno dat she loss//
Gon spit yo whack shit before u get yo loss//