yo this chick thinkin she the next eminem//this aint no 8 mile so u aint gunna win//get out ur rhyme book and grab a pen//cuz im alyrical excorist man//cuz ill drop bombs on u like a hail mary// u a lactose intolerant nigga and to u im like dairy//u a damn lucky girl yo, i only got six lines// cuz ide murder u even if i was a god damn mime