You aint got the fortitude to get doesn't matter what it is torched
In battles you suck that’s why you your documentation scorched
You are supple as old grans ass and all your rhymes are forged
Fuck with me nigga you’ll get blistered and become even worst than ever
The only fixation that can set out the flame is your pants getting Wetter
As I fry you people see your black ass running and crying about
You suck so ghastly that your rhymes are starting to injure your snout
You never had em never will but a little ember of flame I just put out