after this battle u gun be iced n "chilled", so dun go cryin to mummy wen u been lyrically "killed"/
ya space gun be easily "filled", this battle like n air compressed box, victory has been "sealed"
ya proly been verbally "tormented", used n "rented", n will wun stop chuckin bricks till ya heads "semented"/
call yaself "peter" pan coz ya victiry gun be "never"(land), i'll rip ya solid coz u beatin me like nylon to "leather"/
cut ya balls of n chuck em in the air to be "headered", nah i aint as good as davids becks so ima leave the rest "severed"/
see my rhymes there all nicely "structured", but yours is just like "rust" tis brown n "ruptured"/
fumes of my fire gunna leave ya "choked", in all ya battles ya been "dissed n "pissed", n left like ya name, fukin "smoked"/