I should start callen u broken glass,cuz u must be on crack,
It don't matter if ya verbally 'gifted',you still cant 'wrap',
His lines are simple,plain like a lepper with no spots
And this bitch is comen outta the blue like retired cops
You could live in an ice cave,and u still wouldn't be cool
Have u like fat joe,cept ill make u lean back on a stool
Ill vut you up into four images,have u like McFoley(WWE)
Only way he'll be gifted by god is if i left verbal holy
Soul's punches'll break ya mouth,maken ya change ya name
Make u scream pain like kurt cobain,have u shoot ya own brain
My flame MEL'ts you like water hitten them aliens in signs
So now how u gonna make it clap,if you cant busta rhymes