aight.....lets see what I gots here...

Sure I'll spit first, it's understandable you want to feed of my verse/
so I'll drop some nasty shit to make your asshole hurt worse/
I thought to be a sniper you have to know how to shoot/
well you aimed at the wrong kid here, you must have a screw loose/
It's rediculous the way you try spittin this shit/
when really you are overcompersating for your miniature dick/
My spits are sick, ill, or whatever you wanna call it/
In this rap game, your check is always the smallest/
You'll get wrecked and left in a hallway gasping for breath/
Asking God why he didn't tell you wizdumb changed his name to death/

You wanna be fresh? This is what I do step by step/
I pull your cards then wipe my ass with the whole deck/
And verbally leave your spine hanging out the back of your neck/

Just keystyled it...whatever. Its on you snyper