He wanted to battle a Queen...with an oversized crown. See the South at its best... well this is how its goen down. I keep a shank on my thigh let um know i aint playen..rymes tight as the pussy so the critcs keep craven. I throw my pitch harder then you niggaz, speed up the competition. Cuz if hip -hop was a puzzle ...then im the piece they missen. my success comen up ..flyen higher then kites ...you may got the name but i got you off the "Mikez". So here it is homie ...end the battle fair and square ..call yourself an Mcee but my respect for you aint there....Put the mic down ...and ill let you off the hook..cuz if the page is filled with "G's" MS.Imp3rf3ct in the book.