Step the fuck back, Scarface wants 2 battle me, what's that?//
That gay fuck sucks so much dick he probably got more sperm N his mouth than i have N my nutsack//

I'll go first, N rip whateva this punk brings//
leave a bar through everythin U spit like tounge-rings//

U just N my way, I came here 2 challange the best//
U average @ best, questionable like Alex Trebek//

plus I heard U toss salads, as if U got U got mad wit a chef//
well U do that, while I keep ur mom's bed bouncin' like it's havin trouble balancin' checks//

I'll leave U N I.C.U wit ur fam prayin by the bed//
like U waitin on my next post u'll B hangin by a thread//(post-threads)

weak emcees like U shouldn't even spit ryhmes, so I'm gonna end U wit this line//
N if I owned a label n u were my son's permission slip u still wouldn't get signed//