U some shit & sick and tired of loosin now he packin and movin
Its about to be be a fight where bullets flyin and mothas sewin

U plead ur a phantum nigga u shouldnt battle u stick to fiction
This nigga just sittin there he cant step in my jurus diction

I see u self praised dont get happy wit all ur wins & glorries
cause da only thing ur good for is scarin kids in horror stories

Might as well call me shaq cause Ima slam dis one down
shush bitch I dont wanna hear a sound