yo nigga your rhymes are weak// you can even breath// you consentraitin to hard writin ya shit on ya sleave// you cheat nigga cheap he can spit a lick// so he has ta type his shit// it make him rich// nigga you will neva be a top mc // half the shit i spit comes off the mic of my pc// so it not hard ta see wit a bag a weed i drop more lines a coke than bob and whitney//
but on a serious tip// like fuckin ya bitch im love this shit//nigga she licks the cum right off the tip
but you do that to// i know the truth i know about you// man i saw you at the club dude you was like all knees
and them nigga you was wit must be gay as well//


man fuck it man just vote on this battle man i aint feelin it ta day screw it he prolly won my shit is not clickin ta day brah girl prolems yall nigga understand