(Anonymiz Jonez steps out of the shadows and grabs the mic)

I’m takin u to school, and guess what, it’s lunchtime/
I’ll straightened u out wit “punches” to create a “punchline”/

When I spit i'm causin “optikal iluzions”/
Him “seein” me is the real fuckin “iluzion”/

You need to “pump yo brakes” like “parked cars”/
My words will make you moma wanna do the crip walk//(he is from Cali)

Me vs. you is like “ass to dicks”/
Talk “shit” I'll have you feelin “fucked” quick/

I read ur battles, analyzed ur content/
Honestly, u ain’t worth half the time u spent/

Are u half mule, cause ur rhymes are half-assed/
Only way people will fill u is if u came in their ass/

U would know more about those awkward ass situations/
Dressin drag for masturbation inspiration/

Aiyyo, ur ass jus been “bitch slapped” nigga/
Time 4 u 2 check in to the “wackness emergency center”/

While ur comtemplating what 2write and shit/
Remember, it's betta to remain silent//

(Anoymiz Jonez Steps back in to the shadows laughing)