Alright. Here's mine:

My words are simple at first//
But they complicate throughout the verse//
If your day is going good then it's about to get worse//

I spit the poetic venom to kill cats like you//
I don't wanna be a G, you just can't handle the truth//
You're a fuckin' bitch, and your girl is just a hoe// (haha)
You're mentally slow so you can't keep up with my flow//

My wit is the shit//
You can't compare to it// (Yep)
You've probably prewrittened and prepared everything that you have spit//
So to you this is a recital//
Everything I say is vital//
We don't take that weak shit here, go over to American Idol// (Ooh.. that hurt)