Sand, Man your Lyrics are Boring and thier makin me Ehausted/
Its obvious you can't Find a rhyme in your Mind it appears you must of Lost It/
Venturing to the Front Lines you'd be Removed from the Screen, thats proably the reason why most of your posts are in Open Mic/
Your 12 lines did leave me delirious,Delirously Laughin cause I can tell you Joke-n-Write/
Kid, I'm crumblin up your paper and tossin it like a Teacher-Less Classroom/
The only time you Drop Shit is when you occupied in the Bathroom/
Continue your antics and It'll be the End of your Trippin like eatin your Last-Shroom/ (look at his porfile)
Allow me to Remove your Post and Place It Elsewhere,Your Out Of Your League/
Growing Weary, Concealing yourself in Camoflauge is not benneficial cause I'll proceed even if you are Fatigued/
Sand I'll Battle you Under-Arms till you See-Sure/(Seahore)
Attempt to Rap I'll Pound you till you Cough up blood and ask you, Wut you SPITTIN to a BEAT FOR/
Listen, maybe if you got some Franklins then someone may Respect you/
But unfortunately in this battle i will Upset you like the time Jenna up and Left You/ (read his open mic)