All that you feature gay, spitting that to US, to feed ya flames/
I extinguish that plus, you get no props from neither state/
Gunshots'll have ya torso spinning faster than compact discs/
Mad your hormones got ya attitude to pass beyond a bitch/
That's the common shit you bring, so you gotta be flushed out/
Before you speak, stop him more frequently than bus routes/
No reason for living, see him invent flows poor as jews would hide/
Ya confused beyond ya limits like drunks consume more for suicide/