i got fifty caliber weaponry, to desimate you and your new identity/
maken you a memory, instantly, your skitsofrinia aint shit to me/
listen to me, time and time i seen you post ya rhymes/
you have over 100 posts but ya skill level is way far behind/
look take ya time, ya manuscript is maken me sick/
i dont need to kick to many bars, your graneades blowin up ya own shit/