*wonders why do i waste my time*

Should've planned and played low with your lame flows, kept it sheltered in and layed low/
Cus I'll exchange blows, crack your frame's bones and "I'll leave you Puffy" like I'm J. Lo /
At “vegetarian” restaurants you’re the ONLY “veggie” never-served/
But what difference does it make? You’re still a fucking-“herb”/
I researched your battles, and your current keys, since currently../
you think you ill enough to battle me - and naturally it's baffling/
This OnE defeating me? ... HaHaHa ... Get real../
Thatz more difficult than-a-69 with a midget & Shaquille O'Neal/
I said-it, might as well use the button and edit/
and say bye to this one, his whole fam, and end it with the credits/
Choose-to-battle me and I'll bruise-ya-badly/
and confuse-ya-ass like askin' a bastard child who's-ya-daddy/