Aight look...

Mind Theory? Nah you're mind strictly narrow
That shit became apparent when tried a drive-by with a bow and arrow
So I'ma hit you with my theory and spit it hypothetically
Step to Chrit and I'll destroy your ass physically as well as mentally
Its only my third verse on this and the shit continues to get worse
My rage goes from pickin up one fist to leavin you in a black hearse
Cause I pull no punches when I murder a kat like you or should I say kitten
Cause even Tyson makes more sense than that bullshit you be spittin
Now since I see no threat I'll let my little homie ride on you
He's only 8 years old but he can still teach you a thing or two
My names Timmy and I just finished the 2nd and 3rd grades
Yet your girl still infected me with these things called aids
I'm sorry partner but you should have worn a rubber
But now a little kid passed you a disease through your baby's mother
Too bad I'm almost late for class cause I had a preschool nigga about to rip your ass