diss and ill trash ya more, as my words crash ya whores..
straight jacket on in a rockin chair swingin back and fourth..
watch me go back to the ice age in my flux capacitor...
hits will smother ya vision, after they knock u to another dimension..
ima put ya remains in my basement tonight if i dont come to other decisions...
force feed ya body parts till ya jeans rip after the seams bustin...
strap explosives on my waist at mcdonalds and show my appetite for destrucshin..