u let nerds on ya joystick more than a xbox control//
u throwin more sweet licks than the niggas that play in ya sugar bowl//
oops my bad, its not u, thats ya otha personality//
i kno y u dont like individuality, so u and yaself can witness sexual immortality//
wow!, ur o and two, dats jus grand, lets give him a hand//
ya alter ego makes it like 6 on 1, and if they spit like u, i still couldnt be outmanned//
u betta boucne cause i can smell ya fear, it carries the aroma of defeat//
and jus for safety, i installed a big red button on ya ejection seat//
the outcome of this battle has two choices,if i was u i'd take tha yellow bricked path//
if not, come back usin the *theroy of *mind to escape my wrath//
who cares wat happen b4, cause ya record was 8 and 2 when god was around//
and god knos everything so he told me dat dis loss aint the only thing u take lyin down//
dam im impressive, i discorerd ya all ya flaws wit out u speakin//
i think u should picked someone else if its betta stats u seekin//
but its too late now, u gave it ya all and wats done is done//
hold up, i dont get it, u got 2 somethin posts and u still havent won???? //