Damn, go back to your boys bands, rap aint for queers/ 1
u bout to be knoocked out like you was on the show Cheers/ 2 (Everyone on cheers was attacked in the street by a gang and all were knocked out)
Yous a lightweight? Yeah you have a light fly//3
So small yo use a baked goods like American Pie// 4
Fuck your dad man, dat nigga shoulda used a rubber//5
Woulda saved me the trouble of spitting words lethal like danny glover//6
Pop ya in the chest, send ya screaming like some groupies// 7
After i drop ya black ass just like every horror movie// 8
If i should be retiring then you should be killed// 9
Leave you in a shallow grave, every crevice cement filled// 10
Speak now or forever hold the dick in ya mouth// 11
Of ya dad ya might as well live in the south// 12


damn i have writers block like a muhfucka