X-Man is some fresh meat that’s ready to battle
But he still suckin his pacey and shakin his rattle
The noob can’t chew solids, let alone swallow my verse
I think the baby needs to burp cause he’s about to burst
But he thinks he’s a big boy because he be takin his calcium
Though you have a small head, it’s a thick ass cranium
But sooner or later, someone will discover your horrific body
They must’ve wrestled a gator, and IDed you by dentals shawty
The mortician will be certain that something went amiss
I beat your face so much, they’ll be wonder if you had a lift
But don’t get mad if you lose and your record’s no longer even
Remember that cliché? “Everything happens for a reason”
But I’m the captain of this boat, and you’d be good for the fish
I’ll send you overboard and tell the crew “Let him drift”

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