im spitin the heat and ur fealin it like i was the sun//
ur straight garbage n u wouldnt even be takin by san ford n son//
im leavin pdussy raw like left over meat in the kitchen//
like a dislexik kid i dont under stand what hes spitin//
ur rymes couldnt flow if u were rafitin down the mississippi//
if i was teachin u with my dick as the pointer id put my dick were ur lips be//
cuz u cant flow unless we changed the votin ta ROLL then id push u down a hill like kiristopher reaves//
dude ur garbage i dont even think i jus type letters n thell flow better than u//
rock u wid a left hook punch n got u unconshince not nowin what hit you//