fuck this, i'ma handle this lil herb quicker than he can buss a nut.......
aight, aight, check............

bitch! only thing ya destined for is defeat.....
before ya check in, ya pulse is racin an you cant feel your heartbeat...
blood rushes to the brain as you try an think of rhymes constantly hittin delete..
take a seat, cause this the wise men fleet runnin u n ya crew off the track like ah athlete..
this queer sittin here like ''tweet'' sayin ''oops! o my! theres goes my skirt droppin too my feet!''...
faggot, you couldnt ''process'' a hot verse if u spent 5 hours trynna assemble it on a microsoft wordsheet!..
fuckin ''whiteboy'' leavin feed on flows like ''yo dude thats sweet'' when he knows nothin...
i laugh at u while your cussin...
u get bitch slapped by your mom for fussin, then she kicks u out the door...
but i'm suprized, cause the ho is a fuckin incest whore.....
i got a question, whats it like to have a mother whos fuckin her own husbands brother..
an have a auntie freak, that luvs buss'n nuts harder than ''dantes peak''...
cause when its time to rhyme n ride genocide ya knowhere to be found...
so call me ''big daddy'' cause i F'd yo momma when i was on the ''rebound''...
first it was ya sister, then it was ya cousin i call ''rat''...
cause she nibbled on my dick an attacthed to my shit like a fuckin jimmy hat..
boy ya dumb, even ya occupation is wrongly worded, it should say ''murderd''...
an as for ya location, ya found at the wishin well, hopin to god i really dont send u to ''hell''...
now ya broke, cause you used your cents for all those wishes.....
its not all bad, u can be my bitch n i'll pay you a buck for washin my dishes...
mother fucker!

i think...
boy ya dumb, even ya occupation is wrongly worded, it should say ''murderd''...
an as for ya location, ya found at the wishin well, hopin to god i really dont send u to ''hell''...
^^^
those the only explanations i'll need...
okay
his occupation says ''murder''...an his location says ''hell''...
yall should understand the rest..