808 to 809 u just another number in the servin line//
your doin fine but its time to wreck minds with my tech 9//
You’ll be tragically slain by one my ferocious moves//
It’s funny, they’ll all be saying my shit and won’t be quoting you//
I know you’ll lose, don’t deny my words//
You say you’ll give me an L? I don’t buy that Herb//
I’ve seen more waste lay under me than a leather belt//
You’re fabricated lines were never “felt”//
I’ll cast you out, throw the fist to bash your mouth//
This proves I’m the nicest cat with the name you can’t pronounce//
You’re a high goal setter, but really, you aint so clever//
You must have been here before I came, or you would’ve known better//


sorry for the confusion i just copied and pasted my spit ... good luck