yo,

I skin you like fried chicken, got more steal in your chin then West//
Too bad your vest can't stop bullets that shred through your chest//
better lay to rest, the idea that your rhymes are Authentic//
cus just like Woods (Tiger) you just became second//
im doing this reckless, my spit burn through mic's like it was acid//
but i got more blood in my gums then that croc from Lake Plasid//
I would want to make the flirting jury worried//
but Im hotter then curry and mix up your life like flavors in my McFlurry//