that's right i'm the shit, how long did it take you to write what you just "writ"?//
all you do is drool over the sick shit i just spit
you sound like you got a cold playin in the cold rain//
i can't restrain the way i leave you in pain wishin to be slain
when you got somethin besides a gay joke to drop//
i bet that shit will still sound like no talent slop