Man if that was suppose to be hot/And you burned yaself out on fourlines/Niggas u need to stop/Cuz u carreer going on a flatline/Im a turn RV to ER havin em try to do an Optopsy/Every rapper gone open you up spittin sharp rhymes at body/On point,hard, and best beleive acurate/Its quality not quantity/So i spit rhymes above average/So i dont really give a damn how many post you tote/Cuz Ya boy got joke/Just like i got ya mom in da throat/And upgrade ya game/Before u tryna put others to shame/Cuz ya rhymes like da Dreamcast/Old and played/So sitcha ass back/before i embarass ya crew plus two