Ayo... Do I Have To Dwell, This Kid’s Name Is Komidity//
The Only Thing He’s “Rockin’” That’s “Hot” Is “Todays-Humidity”//

LoL? Bitch Believe I “Lock On Lips”//
You Stuck On The Straw Of A Comity Of “SIPS” (Juice Boxes)//

Swear To God, You Got ”Balls”, You Spit Only “Half-Ya-Lyrics-Mass”//
This Is A Played Out Line, But You Wearin’ Tight Levis, Cause Ya Spittin “Half-Assed”(Only Fittin’ Half Yo Fatass Too)//

One Ya Cheeks Wants Air, The Other One Gettin’ Wacked’ Like “Baseball-Bats”//
War Heros Look At Ya “Ass” Like, “Shit, Those God Damn “Water-Rats”//

I Usually Don’t “Verse” These “Cats” Reppin’ They “White-Frats”( Fraternity )//
But You Got “Burned” Like When The “Sun” Causes [b]“The-Need-For-Hats”//

Definitely Weak...Hopefully Enough Though