we've never met, but its best left u dont no me!/
u rappin on your own cuz u got no hommie/
i'll smash u from pillow to post, on a ride like rollercoast/
u get laughed at the most, cuz u ran from Casper the ghost/
i'll turn you from bread to toast, cuz this is a lyrical blaze/
i left u stood amaized, growin so old u got greys/
so its pays to listen, like a bottle top i'm fizzin'/
for me its a battle for u its quizzin'/
and what the fuk are your pictures about/ hahaha/
it looks like my 4 yr old brothers bedroom wall/
now your out for the count.../