I finished mine and I been waiting around so i went ahead and spit first.


Call it the boston tea party, cause im throwing you overboard
But a lots changed since 1773, instead of swords, I swing cords
Relax, my punch comes with a whole sack, even the sandwhich and snacks
But im ending this tax, and stop sending me your resumes via fax
My wordplays like a daycare, slide, mary go round, and "swing high"
Must be mayweather in the house, cause punches are about to fly
The strongest enlisted, your mobbs deep?, you musta got it twisted
Couldnt win if you came your hardest, at most your a subway wrap artist
Im so high while writing this, I need to be up in the flyway
Aint even signed, im underground like boston's highway
Shit i got hot bitches, champagne, and a limo with a shofur
The only thing underground about you, is you look like a goafer
Hey Caroline you should wake up and smell the "roses"
Your shit dont stink?, must growing one of pinocchio's noses
Liar, I bet youve been dick riding on the Ballz of G
Come on man dont you know honesty the best policy
David conquering goliath, man that was just folk lore
Go to the poetry league and sign up for week four