what type of things do you think you cause anxiety...
take a look in front of you its reality...

you like to think you drop bombs and spit like an a.k...
when all you can do is scold like old moms and try to pimp the gay...

this shits messed up if you thinks what you write are rhymes...
i would have a harder time battling a mime...

turn around now and go to your book...
you copied it wrong c'mon dog take a look...

your verses are sad so take your time and come up with ill...
untill then sit your cheap ass down and chill