For this battle you need to come prepared and wear a jumpsuit
cuz i'ma own u, more than a guy who got a bitch humping his boot.*
you need to face reality, I'ma disgrace you lyrically
wish you a speedy recovery, but there is no way you beating me
I'ma rip~your~verse, strip~you like heather~the~ nurse** and make~you~rehearse
I bring intense~fire, give ladies immense~desire, u just sing~in~a~choir
you couldn't flow well if you had the technical support of dell
Wasn't it ur pants that fell, in jail where you sexually dwelled
Flow so slick, it will become hereditary
going through your blood stream, making it seem green, that's scary
My punches spread through your body, wider than your mom's legs
My lyrics contain more pain that a bmx rider that fell on his pegs.