wit your grotesque features i'll become a ''it doesn't matter wot you look like'' preacher...cuz i'll try to defend you from others disses...i got enough of my own...n i'ma gennie wit wishes/
You can have on...a death wish...
go fuckin wit me like fuckin wit a sycatric patient wit a loaded gun/
Watch a nigga run...but gettin no where like on a tred mill,
I'ma true wigga that's peppin words that shred your skills/
Prsiverance is my learning curbance cuz i don't no whether ima carry on calling ambulances/
Treat you to a lesson in how to treat a patient of torture...
start slashin him wit knives 9 times to take all his lives...sort ya/
wot the fuc...jus freestylin