rackin up enough credits on my record to retire//
looks like im smokin cause my words are on fire//
you like a clock cause you like to tick my shots//
this dickryders like a glock cause he likes the cock//
my rymes screwed you over like my lines were a drill//
i thrilled you and brewed you up a punch that you spilled//
you like a bad book that i like to put down//
turn around only to give me a smut frown//
since you the delinquenti can see your the one to blame//
you declare your self a newbie cause your flow is the same//