hootie im sorry i gotta kill u, cap peel u, dats how ima deal wit u,
im tired of u wanting 2 jump in dis grown man battle and all u do is babble,u fuckin pussy hoe, how low will u go, 2 blow bitchshade, u aint on my level, u jus jump in dis 2 be a rebel, hasn't anyone told u not 2 fuck wit da devil,u trin 2 be a rappa, well i guess i gotta clap ya or pimp slap ya, u think ur mean i'll set u on fire wit gasoline while u scream with ur bitch-made team, u r askin 4 death so until my last breath i wil grant ur wish u fuckin pussy wet bitch,ima jus leave it here and drink dis fuckin beer