Quick dawg, ya spit needs a fix, ya structure's a mess
u lethargic about rappin....what, is u fuckin depressed?
i'ma leave ya heart wit no beat--dead n stuck in ya chest
serious--u oughta be slain fo bein so wack, it's nothin ta' jest
i think it's funny the way u spit.....as if u claim the best
well u dead wrong bitch, keep elevatin cuz i aint impressed