Well i wasn't Born a dick, i was born an ass/
When i spit Ta ya, my words reverberate round the room, makin sounds come from all the walls like a churches mass/
I know how ta Kill, But dawg, it dont mean shit if u aint got mad skill/
Readin your shit, makin my feathery ass laugh, at how u try to mix and add lies/
If you was really so ill, then i guess ur queer ass would be gettin all da guys/
Shits so outdated u still think ur stupa fly/
When u hear this new shit, ur mouth falls open, like oh my/
Cause its jus so raw, you cant feel it/
Too old or to dumb to learn how to respit it/
Admit it, Pirates is fo the carribein/
But ur texas, is what im seein/
The lone star state is so whack as of late/
Butchering people and takin they steer out on dates/
Its a good thing u live in texas bitch, cause maybe u can handle abit my heat/
Wether ya admit it or not,your shit reeks of defeat/