Kid y you so anxious to battle, your rhymes got about as much force as a chalkboard eraser
And my rap is gonna rip you apart like on christmas when kids be tearin off the wrappin paper
Except the the difference with this is, dont try to use my rhymes like a new toy
Cause if you do, people will be quotin Clipse, Theyll be sayin "What happened to that boy"
Don't try to copy my rhymes, well you wont be the first
Last kid who tried to ended up in the back of the hurst
O and for awile now, me and your mom have been spendin time in bed
And among lots of other things, shes been givin me some good head
But guess what, call off the search for your dad, theres no more need to bother
Cause I got somethin to tell you, listen closley....M_ETH_OD, I AM YOUR FATHER

theres ten lines, you got 15 minutes to reply kid