yo yo

you lack the skills that i got, you see/
this battle wont prove whos better QB/
20 minutes to rip it, to deny you existence/
if you need some assistance, take my lyrics for your sentence/
My words are the bullets i load in your sniper/
to take out this typer who needs to retire/
this shit wont backfire when your guns stuck on safety/
your 'fucked', like all the guys J Los been dating/
i bet right now your taking it analy, yet faking it insanly/
packing it like Elton John when hes givin it daily/
reading your rhymes leave me lightheaded and hazy/
its crazy to think, you think you actually phase me/
faggot, i bet you got a few gerbils to spare/
its rare to catch you without some cum in your hair/