Aight

Father I askin forgiveness for what I'm about to do/
I confronted her and I told her it was through/
She retaliated by telling people lies/
I wish that girl would die/
But as you can see Pledge took me to the edge/
thinking that she can beat me by pushing me off the ledge/
But she forgot in this confrontation/
She has to use her imagination/
To open her eyes invision my mission/
To put her back in her place/
Her rhymes are worse then cheap weed that's just been leaced/
& Now your face to face/
With nowhere to run/
Your out of space/
Just stop waisting your time/
Quoting my rhymes and taking what is rightfully mines./
& no me winning is not an illusion/
You just lost that is the conclussion//


THanks Pledge for a second chance hope to battle you again
Let the best battler win