aiight, yo

see im causin devistation, hurt, pain n elaberation ,
to this manz mental deformitation, u got no rime stabelization,
dog wut im really sayin, iz that yo rimez is nuttin but lyrical laxitation,
ima spiritual- more like a godly rap-creation,
wit tha evilization of satain,
now he persperation, prayin that a few pitty votes ill get em out of tha
self dug grave that he now lays in,
aint i tell u 2 bring it, maby u sholda tooka second 2 listen
so tell me, u called da best... i mean u really aint even that hot
i mean im tha 1 packin tha burners n glocks,
tha moste this man be packin is thermal socks,
turn on tha A/C n cool him off, n thaw heated soft,

battlin me... yea kid u got some balls,
but leave it 2 daillest 2 chop them bitches off,