yo with 26 posts you are the ghost n you couldnt even be east or westcoast//
i bet Richmond, Va, must be dissapointed they raised a gay that enjoys anal sex all day//
Man you couldnt scare a child cuz ya lyrics are mild n for that your gonna get lyrically exiled//
youre just a light weight thats gonna hesitate so that i can dominate//
May 31st 1985 was the day a little shit came alive n became my opponent who became lyrically deprived//
you are the ghost thats your name right? ima leave yo like steven hawkins in a late night bar fight//
Ya avatar is of Jay-Z but in reality im gonna leave you like an Vanilla Ice wannabe//
ima be the porsche you be an MG Rover remember the name Killa Kobra n after this battle is won ya carrers over//

i counted each one as a bar