OH shit we got a breach in this motherfucker's speech
You arent spittin Jay, your rhymes are imitating a leech
Vets, fuck that what'll you beat that with
Your ride is about as nice as the shit you spit
You're so small I could flick you with a blip of my wrist
These lines are better than anything you could afford to sniff
Drift off into outer space so your vocals will be erased
Your flows intrest me as much as a bad Judge Judy case.