i saw what you where writing before and im sure thats all a bore
my first kiss was frances she has a real fyne ass cause she dances.

Fuck rapping you off a scraping you off

Yes i cant rap but i know you cant wrap your wack dick cause you aint go none you got a wee hole your not a rapper dawg look at you your white but not just white, white as a light feather in flight im right aight dawg why are you so tall it doesnt intimadate me it infatuates me with rage too tear up your page

Say you can sparr me and davey can crack your wavey hair like your elvis presely back from the gap in the ground where your going when i pop you with my four faw wigga you look like one of hitlers wack swas stickas dawg im comming back with as much force as a gale force cyclone and spinning you up and crackin yo mum in the head want a doller ill give you a wallop you fucking scallop your like a lil fish creature you freak preacher i kno this is a lame rhyme but dawg get the point im getting better and better with every prime soon ill be as strong as ali in his prime get your head fixed and then ill break it again you better hope you aint got a glass jaw cause ill smash it like a clask of wine your nothing dawg this battle is mine