iight here my verse


I'll leave you more fucked up than the severe conditions of weather
You wouldnt be ill with words if you had an addiction with letters//(addiction=a diction)
break every bone in ur body u cant elevate when ur jointless (get high=elevate)
I guess ur #2 is dull after all ur writin rhymes is pointless//

Your mind-is-loss you will never connect, kid your lines-are-crossed
hottie'll throw a tombstone to your face give you a sign-of-loss//

Like I've got Schizophrenic peers my words are coveted but greatly hated I get
more stars on tha charts than firestones government safety rating//

Tha way we chasin bitches tails you'd think that we-run-in-circles
but I throw more flavored punches than a Capri-Sun-commercials//

jus look how i piss on this pussy like my bladder was overactive...you aint ill ,you couldn't explode if u were a nuclear war-reactive...i murdered you n put u in a body bag, how u want it paper or plastic?//

You're not hot at all, you warm up benches and throw-towels-to-guys
Stuff a flag down your throat, make this kid swallow-his-own-pride//