I'm ill, kid. I'm always spitting shit so insane
So watch me son Jay, like I was flippin' your name
You wanted to do more lines, but 6 is more my taste
I tried to dumb it down a bit, but your verse beat me to the chase!
Your raps are all garbage, kid, you'll never make it big
and you ain't flirting with wackness, yo, you're married to it kid!