yo flow is wack just like a chick that has abooty witout a rack
my flows sting like tacs, im like a bat cause i wait fo nite to react
my brains fall out my skull and splatter to the ground
and i know thee lyrics i spit make u frown
i treat u like germs i wash em away
cause he sticks on u and bite your rymes away
yo flow is mitchmatch like your cloths
and u want to flow i got a mic that u can blow on
so i go on, battling this retired rapper like mase
stay out the streets cause i might brake your face
beat u with a bottle of toothpaste,scar your face