So many gay ass mother fuckers I've merked,next victim.......Liqour of Tears
That bitch ass that dickrides like a pornstar,and loves a mouthful of pears
My rhymes are so hard,you write it on paper and roll it up,it turns into a bat
But don't worry,you tough,you got shot 9 times by a gun that only goes splat
Reading your verses or poems are annoying,like sand goin in your pants
If I write your poems on my palm,then I bassically holding shit on my hand
U lost the tiny amount of skill you had...cause you all over people's nuts
Why'd I bother with you?,my mom could beat you by saying "no, if, ands or buts"