Aight,

The red dot won't be your name, It'l be on your head,
Cos boi you kno when I catch up to ya, you gon' be dead,
I don't mean to cause offense, Cos i kno you light-hearted,
But jus cos yous a pussy, don't mean you can't be rap-darted,
Your rhymes are never equal, to the level I can reach,
If you ever want to get better, you know that I can teach,
But with a dude like you there might be no reason,
You so dumb, you thought september was a season,
I'm gonna wrap this up with the minimum 10 lines,
Cos you might try hard, it won't be as good as mines.