yo yo you call yoself no lost 4 ryme//
but battelin a bitch like u is like battlin a mime//
OH NO!! ITS ALMOST NINE!!//
isnt it about around your bedtime?//
your not gonna win dis battle its my time to shine//
i kno your a lil scared so u better disperse//
but OH NO its only gonna get worse//
ive crushed u and i aint done wit the first verse//
ur a bitch i will destroy u with my fool proof words//
ur chances of beating me are the same of breaking a curse//
and about the odds of seeing gays like you not carrying a purse//
nowm im gonna higher the bar and raise the stake//
u try to be like nelly but you more like justin timberlake//
naw your like prince and micheal jackson A BIG FRUIT CAKE//
and battelin against me was you only mistake-//