your wack and your stopped i sit and laugh at your talk
my spit holds you, look, i got you trapped in a box
rap if your hot, not, i know im facin' a looser
so i'll push you back-to-the-past, have you facin' tha future
you can't beat me, ask around, they all know im a veteran nigga
you just mad cuz its true, and im too young to buy liquor
so im better than you, breathin' my friend? beatin' ya dead
im so far ahead of time, im waitin' for it, just to leave it again

im better than you