For short I'll call you Gunfag, cuz all you do is brag
Bitch you talk all the shit, but it ain't sick
Didn't dare spit first, cuz you afraid to get hurt
Already got reputation on the board, as a homosexual flirt
Yous a fuckin redneck, better keep yourself in check
Cuz I'll send you to the chair, so fast it ain't even fair
I love how bitches like you do, pretending to be MC on the net
The truth is you're just a netcee, a fucking wannabe
Simple verses taking days to complete, here you get eaten like meat
Should just lay low, bludgeon you to death, so you get some flow
I'll take your head off with an axe, rip the thoraxe out your back
Don't even tryna flip my script, that'll get your throat slit
When you learn to spell come back, when you're more than an act
I can tell you don't even rap, just a lil keystyler I'd bitchslap