you thought your spit was ill' and you think that your a thug//
I bet once your spit was done you ran to your mom for a hug//
I own you dawg I would probally get 5000 more votes then you//
and you know what that means dawg I'd prolly get about 5002//
man after I read your shit I wanted to leave your ass all hollow//
cuz I realized you couldnt spit so that must mean your swallow//
man your ass was right my flow is just like alcohol is adicting//
I dont think your gun get one vote cuz your shit is sickening//
ayo dawg its pretty bad when your only fan is your mother//
get off the net go to the kitchen and tell her you love her//