Im a sickness n im 'anner-ex-in' him da way theres no 'phat-in-him',
Im 'trash-in-him' kid could’nt be hard if he was made from 'plat-in-um',

Its hilarious, ya”paragraphs”got peeps here n after echo’n with laughter,
Not cause they hot, but cause ya worse than rapverse’s greatest disaster,

you can’nat-zee’my level cause you da flip side of a ‘tac-tic’lyricist
Its sudden n ’swift’ da way I ‘konive’ dis ‘bizarre’ ghetto ‘kon-artist’

Lookin for a single win, this kid sets battles up quicker than he can type,
In hope of finding someone that’s wacker than him on text or a mic

If you get 1 vote I’ll be surprised dat da voters lied,obviously acting homo,
Cuz in diss battle your more misplaced than commercial breaks in pornos,

This kids style too bad ta call shit,I gotta make up words like”doo-doo”
I mean who freestyles words that don’t ryme?well phatinum do..lol..

“PH” is off n fallin but he still ain’t sick, so kid hurry up n except this loss,
and be sure in da future ta DV8 from my path nomatter what da cost,