*Yawn* It's late, no need to masturbate cos u got dick riders/
You may ask for a verse, impatiently waiting for me to subside/
I done told you I was busy when I set the shit in bitch slapped/
It's not my fault if you can't comprehend, I got other threads with raps/
This ain't the only shit that I work on, but it looks like its yours/
I go all the way, work and get paid, eat an get laid, oh, u want some more?/
The reason I bin away's cos your momma held me tight all night/
She said I was better than you in bed, thats fucked up man, i was in fright/
It seems like you you prefere to up ya self than to knock me with a punch/
But I gots a hunch while u eat ya Cap'n crunch Ill be eatin ya punches for lunch/
Yo, slow down, check ya self, ya need some help impatiency's for fags/
But like ya gay porn video clip, its not only ya dick that seems to lag/
Its bin 2 days since the call out, I wait that in weeks most times/
For niggas that be playin me, spitin shit whack weak ass white rhymes/
Get ya self together man, cos if its one thing i'ma hand to ya its this/
Thats the most elongated piece of shit that you seem to spit and miss/
You wrote that like a song but this ain't the backstreet boys/
But you got all they're action figures, NSYNC and the real McCoy/
I'ma leave you with this cos once its said its damn well over/
After this crucifixion I leave you convertin like "Prince" to Jehova/