fuck that shit dawg, SkateOllie dont know how to battle, always tryin to spit below-the-belt/
faggot but swallow ya pride bitch, cause when it comes to lyrics, you’d need a blank page to show-ya-wealth/
you like a game of cards after J.-Hova-dealt, leavin each round wit a fuckin fat-ass-lip/
you wack-ass-bitch, need to have a decomposed moldy burrito to have a (w)rap-thats-sick/
should call you Van-Damme-kid, cause you go beyond a clod(Claude), ONLY talent is *actin-hard*/
have to use ya daddys master-card on hats to say you put caps-on-charge/
i'ma rappin-God, and you more of an anal angel/
committin stealing sins by biting lyrics, adultery by grabbin ankles/
man you aint got no toast, your fuckin face is a bagel, waitin-for-cream/
i'm throwin these punches to help you catch some sleep, AND i'm breakin-ya-dreams/
the simple fact that your rhyme makes us victims of crime, cause we ALL hatin-ya-schemes/
your fuckin pre-school words are a waste of space-on-the-screen/
sayin-ya-frees are even half-way nice, is like sayin diarrhea’s fragrance-is-sweet/
only reason you on point is cause you precisly define both words lamest-AND-weak/
~Switch Style~ (full o' punches)
you like a hotel in Vegas wit a sign that says vacant-and-free/
everyone hits it up, some cum in, but most see its fake-and-leave/
the side effects of your lobotomy-shows that ya flows are obsolete..."
and you makin' no progress like runnin' through tha sand in
soccer-cleats..."
quit pretendin', despite-your-actin, ur fright-reaction-shows..."
and your chances of winnin' just shrunk, like michael-jacksons-nose..."
why-do-u-bother?? ya rhymes-are-just-garbage and yet u
tryin'-me-harder???..."
ur stupid for requestin' a battle, i'ma send u to hell-directly..."
u should be disqualified now for not bein' able to spell-correctly..."
i'ma put this bitch-on-tha-shelf, u better begin enlistin'-for-help..."
"i hate pre-written dick ryding wanna-be-thugs" lol..why u
dissin'-yaself??..."
u wack-as-a-bitch..my last win was just a slap-on-tha-wrist..."
I was more intimidated when Southside asked to battle-with-this!!..."
lil' fucker..u about as average-as-rappers-come..."
and u stay chasin' dick, kinda like fags-in-decathalons..."
keep fuckin' around...ya gonna get smashed-to-molecules..."
u like fab workin' solo..tha way u rap-without-a-clue!!..."
To finish my line..I don't give a crap-about-u-dude!!..."

-Done-