iight heres a lil somtin

he go around tellin poeple hes young. wut u want pitty?/
well its pitiful i can keystyle and beat u that proves u shitty/
no wordplay needed and multi's would destroy-u-fast/
how ya record trash dumbass u think u nice well boy-u-gased/
he know he gon lose so he bets shake'll win to earn-cash/
and i would throw ya rhyme book away but fuck it i burn-trash/
ull learn-fast, cause nomercy beatin me is ridiculous/
make u lick-ya-lips ,pucker up, and give my dick-a-kiss/
if dis kid-is-sick he da common cold im syphilis/
battlin me is like suicide u might as well have slit-ya-wrist/

i know its weak but he said no pre-writes so fuck it