~Callin his mum a hoe he'd say it was tha truth~
~I'd drop a ingenius verse but i dun wanna get you to confused~
~Droppin rhymes that you'd think were riddles~
~Askin you to compete is a bit too much guys gettin played like a fiddle~

~Poet writin nursery ryhmes fo little school kids~
~Flows like a mountain punches WROTE BY FLIDS~ comin up short

~iMMA GIVE THIS GUY A BRAKE LET THIS GUY OFF~
~lIKE BUTTER AND WET CAKE GUYS GONE SOFT~