First off,I may attract you...but get it right, I ain't a chick,I'ma male/
Battle me if ya wanna die,cause right now,I'm gathering nails/
And to be honest,I'm gettin restless like toddlers OD'ing on candy/
Perpetually oiled,I'll go all night dissin,you dun wanna fuq wit me/
Finishing ya verse talkin about shit you want and you neva had/
You should put ya rhymes "zip-locked tightly",and make us "GLAD/