You say that you out the hood, but your real name is Michael, I should call you “aluminum” cause your rhymes are “recycles”
I saw you walking to Sam Goody and I robbed your chain, I beat you “down” with a “ladder” so you would “step up” your game.
I saw you in McDonald’s and I tell no lies, You was at the counter getting dicks instead of fries, my rhymes bake your stupid shit, just like pies, the girl asked you for your order and you said “just make mine SuperSized”
You chopped off your dick cause you were trying to “cut some slack”, im the “prize” in the box, you’re just the “Cracker-Jack”
Lyrical scientist’s say “1 out of every 4 people can rap”, check 3 of your friends, then answer back.
When battling against Brick, you wont live for long, I went in your room to fuck your sister and heard you saying “Yessssss!!!! Mom I got accepted to Faggots.com”
You so gay, I bet you would pick a dick over a microphone, You got “hit” with a "rock" and said “Hey guys I just got stoned”
If you think that your rhymes can test mine, boy your wrong, “for Pete sake” you jack off to 99-year-old ladies on “Grannies.com”
I Slap the words out of your mouth, so you don’t even speak, cause your rhymes are stale like meat from last week.

Holla.