Damoon your ass is in jeopardy like trebek...... cause you are defenseless as fuck like monks in tibet//
i saw your shit with pestilence.....you had no poise.....so imma flip shit on ya like priests getting molested by little boys//
"see if you can beat me".... you aint shit, like when eminem first released infinite//
rap about wankstas and "choo-choos"..... sound like 50 cent mixed with blues clues.you lose//
especially when everyone in here be knowin...........that its only on your period, that you are any good at flowin//
im blowing you out like a Firestone tire, no wins and after this is youre already gonna wanna retire//
my punches bend ya like sun shadows at noon......leavin gaping holes in 'DaMoon'//
heres ya go kid, gotta give ya your first loss...........fuck, you might as well not even drop//