Ayo..check it

Sounds like you got yo name from a math game called 'Master Blaster'//
Cud picture you on ya knees prayin fa 'mathematical' strength so there'd be no disaster//
Embarrissin havin ur face shown up on 'world's most whackest', face all implastered//

As soon as I drop this shit, there's no turnin back, my word'll become concrete//
Afta this battle he'll be beggin me ta autograph all his 'Walmart' receipts//
You're pale as fuck. I swear I couldn't tell if you wuz one of my notebook sheets//
Afta-all...i'm gon rip you out, write on ya nd name ya somethin ta signify this defeat//

Bitch, I knew this ish wuz over when I saw yo facial expression//
By juss that one look i imagined ya sayin "dude, i can only handle on session//
My insinuation wuz rite n by tha way you made one whack 1st impression//

Iight...ur spit...