Ight...
Heres da flow

All da niggas on here be hatin u, they all think ur a fag, cuz u like to say u can rap and brag
but really u do suck cuz u rap like an old fag, I hope im not gettin u mad//

you try to rhyme, but it all comes out like shit, cuz u try to act cool everytime u spit, but ur like a "virgin" and people like "exper-ience"//

you like to come up wit queer names, somehow u came up wit scrotch, in other words u like a "small crotch", which is pathetic and when u get a mic, nobody comes to watch//

i cant even look at u, u are useless, u try to rap and make music, but really all u doin is ruining the game and makin me "sick"//

u callin ur self a gangsta, stop wit the 8 mile, learn a little and maybe u would actually have fuckin style, and afta this is done ima gonna walk away wit a smile//

i hope you know im a femcee, and yues i do rap wit boys, im killin all of em wit my "studio toys" cuz i come hard at you and try to be "slik" and not make al otta noise//

i already had this won, this is just another loss to ur record, its gonna be funny cuz after this u gonna be writing a "rematch Letter" but i'm gonna decline cuz i know i'm just better//

(switch)

dont fuck this this femcee, thats why they call me slik//
all these other boys like to say my rhymes are sick//



cuz i dont stay up and wright my rhymes all night//
i like to stay fresh and win my battles witha fight//


payce