Brooklyn kid reppin Nas,only online tho,pussy betta pause,
Ya only chance to wrap,is if u worked for santa clause,
Ya rhymes are infected,yet not sick while tainting,
Cuz ya bein torn to peices,like picaso paintings,
I see the bitch in you thru my computer,little like a splinter,
This soft tittie can only get as hard as nipples in the winter,
Ya flow's as bad as a broken faucet,u need a plumber,
You wouldn't shine if u wore a golden helmet in the summer,
I know your the stereo type,a bitch who thinks he's ghetto,
Well ya blocks wouldn't be hot,even if u burned legos,