Look man.. I don't kick it off with charmin rhymes//
I got a "theory" about tha battle kid.... you think you'll "mind"//

You stated that you a ho undercover and you sooo nice//
You aint foolin me god, I know ya can't turn ya ho into a housewife//

Mind Theory ya spit is boring as a matter wack as hell// Rather than listen to you I'll watch the fuckin XFL (damn)//

Your spit is recylcled put the bottles in a bag//
Or learn to ride the beat instead of dicks,.. you fuckin fag//

From the jump ya shit was real like one of the best// By the beach ya shit was gayer than LL,.. pouring water on his chest//

Dog fuck the other countries but I drop them bombs when I flow// You at ya screen looking like Ben Laden ....a fuckin video hoe//

Dog you said that that I was wasting ya time where's the watch//
I took that shit pussy so you need to give ya flow that Emeril Lagasi..make the sound and kick it up a notch//