My rhymes come faster than pitches, un"percept"able like ditches,
he rhymes more "clueless" than high school blonde bitches.
You rhyme weakly, weekly...I spit "sickly", I'm lyrically "illa",
he puts "pops" in his mouth and calls himself a "cereal" killa.
My lines are like gravity, I send your's down like Newton's laws,
you couldnt "uplift" your rhymes if they were set on push up bras.
Percept Kid, gets intercepted, contrast me, but dont compare,
neglected, his death selected, I rip out his fro and strangle him with his hair.*
Closing line is "pointless", just like his whole damn spit,
his rhymes are "dull" like unsharpened swords, stab him with my dagger like Juliet.**

*Look at the avatar.
**In Romeo and Juliet, she dies from a dagger.

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