Way ur bars always appear to be made by a bunch a apes/(monkeybars)
You could evade death and climb that shit right now and escape/

Based on ur pitiful skills,alone,only direction i'd go "U"/(U-turn)
Way ya text burn my eyes,they should call you shampoo/

Loathsomeness in ur eyes,justifies,why ya resort to suicide/
Repulsing bitches and hoes away,they should call you pesticide/

Only time you scare is when you dress like saddam at tha pram/
Only heat you ever brought to rap comes from your right palm/