Son, you been runnin ya fuckin mouth. You see me? Never.
Look dawg, everyone here finds ya style gross and shit man
You just a rider who downloaded AIM just to tell me how dope I am
Plus you know how whack some of these "vets" seem
But that makes you a faggot based on freeposts and wet dreams
And ever since I got dope you was gay...and now you hate
So imma put the heat to distilled and watch the bitch evaporate
Plus we used to be cool, you still scared to say how hurt you are
Cuz I can drop ya top quicker than ridin in convertible cars
A freeposting faggot, look son we see you cant write shit
When you friends with niggas who love to bite MY shit
You can say you fucked over when i let bullets splurge 'round
You the only "top ten" rank who was knocked out the FIRST ROUND
A phony, a fake I mean how much of a pussy can this bitch be
When his crowning acheivement was a thread he had with me
I'm in the direction that you shoulda thought fo` you spoke dude
The british call their ciggarettes fags which makes it easy to smoke you
And son, brush ya fuckin grill next time you come and speak
Cuz
<---that aint a smiley, its sex between two of ya teeth
I got fists to wreck ya face son, ropes to snatch ya breath
Cuz i'm comin down heavy to speak in light of ya death
Plus we call all see here that you should have a burst of fits
When you were in e-style AND the worst in that whole bitch
So just shut the fuck up, cuz son I can write this very well
And drop you from stories liked rejected ideas for fairy tales
Don't push me son.