look at this Fake Thug...Watch me Pound Yea Chest...
Playing tennis was the last time U were Down in a Set/
i'm a clown in text...U know nothing of Pussie or ILL rap...
This kid thought a G Spot....was a place where Gangster's Chill at/
U Shouldn't fuck with the net's Rodick...
Your girl got so much cottage cheese....she considered a dairy product/
so fuckin funny to see, this drunk gamblin addict fuckin wit C...
n wit that verse u must've sold out jus to put ya money on me/
flaws? ya verses gottem, rap seems to be ya worst of problems...
nowadays the only tracks u spendin time on have horses on em'/
ya soundin hopefull, thinkin u gon win u'l be down in votes too...
see u should just beat box, since the music always drown ya vocals/