King Solo...Ill kill you and ya whole crew roster
Have ya brains on the street resemblin pasta
This nigga couldnt blow even if he was breakin wind
Couldn't rob a win from me even if he was breakin in
you whack...better make ya pen make amends
Or Ill leave ya as the only 18 year old wearin Depends
Solo King of losses....no one can top that
I'd murder ya wit only one bar even fought back
And its no competition...Ill easily murder ya in reptition
Heed my premonitions...you better treat my flow like superstitions