make the decision though this battle was far from a collision , phazed with no submuission , after searching i found that this fag's diss is missin.

seated i'm steppin conceited succession , still perplexin , lyrics heated complexin , then i beat himm with weapons to change his facial expression

was that a rhyme , thats what i'm guessin , this kid is rappin bout shit while pullin his daddy's dick until its clainvoyantly strecthin.

my lines hurt you from pluto to mars , scars rippin , your rhymes lke vacated prisons theres nothin behind your bars.