Aight here goes my first battle:

Caspah the friendly ghost, what a hoax
Go play with the boys in leave the rap 2 the adults
U can talk about keeping it gangsta, brag and boast
When u got a recurring role on Queer as Folk
I hope u don't think ya flows hot, I aint tryin 2 hear it
U the type of person 2 get banned for biting gay lyrics
Wherever I go I leave disease like SARS outta Chinatown
Lyrically battling me is like boxing with your guard down
...how u didn't c it coming but I still hit you where it hurts
and I left u crying after u got "slapped" like a baby at birth
I might b a rookie but I've been doin this for years
Ur freestyle lacks power like cars stuck in second gear
My verse versus yours, let the people decide who's weaker
personally,I think ur rhymes bad noise like a house party with a broken speaker
U might make this close, but i'ma still win the batle
My skills always ahead of you like a 4'o'clock shadow