I don’t fuck around with lil people especially lil dicks(lil (D)allas)u claim u been killn niggas since u were 3 but really u meant suckin dick since u were 6// my biaxial words are cuttin you open like cecerian sections and pregnant bitches// lil dallas couldn’t be big if he had stilts like demurral clowns and shaqs 6 foot 8 inches// your lines don’t punch they’re just little pinches and u couldn’t take me down if u threw me into the trenches// I been waitin to rip a nigga like u that has under estimation, cuz like ur name ur lil to me and your rhymes have no inflation// in everyone one of your rhymes you need preparation its like u masturbatin without pre ejaculation// you called your self tryin to get mad in bitch slapped, but now ur getting verbally raped by my mental creation// im playin play station 2 and your rhymes are still on the level of playstion one// when this verse mentally caps u your thinkin (sun) of a gun,runnin like a bitch coughin up lungs//but fuck it , your in your casket now my work is done, i blew of your head like your girlfriend does it to me for fun//