Listen to this flamin' fool tryin 2 dis with miniscule illiterate drips of drool
Why don't u let me feel dem trees cuz I sure as hell aint feelin' u
Better pour out a lil' liquer on dat fire and get back in school
4 u try droppin' lines like dat again or else get ripped down like that flag u flew
Oh wait a minute u thought u were cool?
just a flamin' phagot I thought u knew
The bad man iz here right now
yeah bad rhymes in week lines
I'll leave u blind like squinty eyes readin' High Times
I hope u take it like u spit staight from the behind
da only Fiyah burnin' here iz anal hair cuz that ass iz mine