im sittin spittin hot shit, u just spittin average bars/
u aint thug, i see more gangsta in your avatar/
u bout as ruff as the great plains, tuff as tissue paper/
i could win if we waited for votes and i came back and dissed u later/
ur flow iz garbage son how dare you even think that u culd see this/
u couldnt beat me if ur verse was co-written by God, Pac and Jesus/
in terms of jewelry son, i bling-blang, u barely glow/
thanks u fake ass thug for makin my record 2-0/