I'm implying shut up. It doesn't matter if we're writing on bathroom stalls, my grafitti owns yours. Ever hear of a thing called...poetry? You know, that thing that's been around for thousands of years? I'm beyond tired of 'it's the net'. WHO FUCKING CARES? Thanks for the newsflash, I'm going to rape you shitface. Freestyling in McDonalds is still freestyling. If I beat you in a push-up contest in a boxing ring or on a carpet, it's still me beating you.

Want to go infront of the president and have the first annual national topical tournament or something?