Good battle

Flow-Jay Pana,
i'll rip this fag so bad even his whole crew will back this/
he named himself after a pharmacy so how come nuthin can cure hiz wackness?/
he'z dedicated to hiz medication but to his knowledge he'z poppin pillz for menstruation/
whoeva tha hell said he wuz ILL made a false accusation/
he'z a perfect demonstration of sumbody pushin 'down' instead of 'up' fo elevation/
Punches tha same ^
Metaz an sims an shit were too Greens...
Ill punches too...
Wally diggin a grave for JayPana while he wavin a gay bannah flag that say “save faggs forevah” bitch you ant clever::
He comes soft wit ‘semen’ on his ‘spine’, damn son you weak wit them ‘cum-backs’ and dream to be sick wit diseased lines::
placin text next to me so kats will believe that you a real ILL netcee emcee, bitch please! I'ma kill this man wit ease::
Demandin beef?! I've already R.I.P.’ped you, but ya think you can still handle Greens I’ll dismantle ya peeps wit u::
naw, tell ya crew to relax or else I’ll hand you their teeth wit the roots still attached!, I’mma prove that you a wack kat::
Your trash Is garbage face the facts, JayPana another basic ass, When I spit you get drowned when my fluid attacks!::

Lost me here tho, better storytellin too...
you’ll catch a busted mouth, wit ya brains gushin out on ya ceramic tile flush wit grout, panic when I crush ya stayle::
I got a Pana Jay fried like scrambled eggs, Man he knew tha talk but when it came to tha walk he forgot to handle his legs::
you’re not Sick cause ya dick’s like them wicks on them candle sticks! Tick-tok-tik….. time stops he awed by my presence::

I didnt really get much of that,
Vote Pana