They call me the Kid, yet my rhymes far from adolescent/
Don't be jealous of my youth 'cuz you got molested/
You tested and you failed, your chest'll get impaled/
'Cuz I'm sharp, fuck bitches while you sexin' wit' a male/
Even if hell is where you sailed you're not hot as me/
Like uncontrolled intersections, you're not stoppin' me/
But probally, if you wanted all of me, I'll stretch you out/
Like your ass in your prison cell sodomy/
It's gotta be me, I'll strip you of your title like a nudist colony/
'Cuz your raps are pussy, you dick, you can't body me/
If you callin' me, out, I got one word/
Of warning, fuck wit' Dizzle you'll get peeled like a sunburn!/

There's my shit - 12 bars, short n' sweet. What you got for me?