im gonig for the kill and my trap is set
i know your wack and you havnt even rapped yet

I wont hit you ill give you a nudge
But you still be uglier than that girl from the grudge

I’m killing people like you from coast to coast
Running to Mexico with a pale look like a ghost

I wouldn’t be surprised if after this battle he quits
No one will ever recognize the name keln witz

Im something like a noun hit like a verb
This battle is over with this wack ass herb

Im done rapping im through
You so done you mom regrets having you