-To Mexican Guy-

What the fuck kid....yo first bar didn't rhyme are ya that dense...
I would kill this kid so fast....I would say I won....in past tense...
Don't come to me acting dope....thinkin you spit hot rhymes...
Kid if you rhymed like that you'd lose money...literally drop dimes...
Imma leave this kid like the titanic....punctured and sinking low g...
You need to work on ya structure and then stop thinkin slowly...
Kid if I could give you any advice...it would be...don't disrespect me...
Or I might have to staple ya fists together...so ya punches connect g...
I am only saying this once kid....don't ever try to diss-grace...
Kid's a clown wearing makeup, so I'll paint the walls wit his face!

-Served