Nutcase wats up wit ur ryhmes, help me jesus//
ponderin wether or not u should stick ta pluckin ur eyebrows wit tweezers//

the stuff that u spittin bout me n u//
makes me think bout dog shit//
and wether anyone will pay attention to u//

but its okay man, stop complainin//ill gice u sum credit for what u been sayin//and its a pity that after 39 posts ur vocab is strainin//

now im thinkin that ur mumma u really luv her//
but cmon man ur mumma aint there to be your luva//
especially cant count her on ur number of bitches counter//