hey
ur a homo and u like to boast it/u comment on your own shit/cuz no 1 else notice it/like u the only 1 laughin/u fuckin sad here's a napkin
i'm legit kid/ come equipped with ill shit /on this lil bitch/ u just run of the mill kid/ and if u front i put one in ya grille like george foreman/ u a bore man so step out the fuckin door man/ u cornea than than a eye specialist/ just try and mess with this/
you must be from the windy city cuz them flows r gay-ill/
like u can't sell your shack u'll never say-ill
u usin corny similes u weak/ u must be a college geek/ i see ur sort on the street/ never look at me/ just admit defeat you couldn't beat your meat/u got a whoa! on 1 a ya lines but where might black rob be?