u cant battle or handle me im like a vandal to ur raps
and u cant touch me not unless u want a thousand slaps
cuz i hit u wid verses , that u need fucking perches
to stand on u get blown away u need to prey in in churches
cuz the flow is sick kid i aint rich but i still handle my biz
fuck u up if i have to cuz u know im the leader bitch
bin through some rough times yea but still got through
u think i care about u after the shit u said and do
my heads to big for you try try to understand it
and it's so fuckin sick someone should try to bann it
what the fuck if u say anythin bad i'll murder u
cuz i just dont give a fuck i'll grill u like a burger too
make sure no1 heard of u i pretend im only one
i'll be happy to know it when ur souls gone so long