David Lama, u don't want no drama/ Cuz I'll put your thoughts in a bag and send it mama/ But first imma read it and see how u thought u could fuck with me/ then Imma put you body under the street/ I'm living a life of crime/ I'm a rapist how i fuck up your rhymes/ then u gonna wanna battle again and i ain't got that time/ I'm done fuckin wit u, u know the rules/ u and me is like pootles and pit bulls. FUCK WIT IT