you dont want to see me, muthafucka beleiave me/
when i spit it's like acid. aiming at ya eyes leave you blind like stevie/
you talk the same talk, "oh god you cant rap"/
you told me and at least 3 other motherfuckas that/
switch up ya flow, pick up ya game you teary eyed hoe/
your skills aint even average, thier basicly below/
what the fuck is a krem, or are you trying to spell cream/
you must have been those speacial students in school, so it seems/
rap is not for you, work on something else my friend/
its only so long krems and fake thugs can pretend/