You a joke, my lines will have ya dazed so go home and tell ur folk/
Now watch as I leave this *Star* out of sight like a cheap telescope//
U gettin ya ass kicked, a 5-0 loss will leave ya behind like the past bitch/
u could sneeze during "4th period" and ya still wouldnt be "class-sick"//
Slut, you "blow more cock" then "chicken fuckers given oral-sex"/
Havin more "nuts goin down your throat" then "obese squirel-necks"//
I'm bein' pretty honest though ya corny and also ya reps weak/
The only way this dull bitch gon "excel" is by makin "spread sheets"//
I got rhymes for days, so ill keep hittin u wit heavyweight punches/
Ur a wannabe star, so ill leave ya straight lookin like a brady bunch kid//
Goin toe to toe wit me bitch ur bitch your bound to regret this/
STL? no im leavin u a-lone *Star* like the whole state of Texas//

Durmil,
.:Ill-Intentionz:.