okay...i'm back

Frostee, I spit flames hotter than suns and the earth's core/
enough to melt you, and leave you, salivating for more/
I'm a rap cannibal cause i'm known to eat other emcees/
and I put their left overs in the freezer to freeze/
my flow is contagious, it'll leave you in quarantine/
so I have to regulate my flow like my name was Warren G/
nobody would feel your rhymes, like they got paralysis in they hands/
you tried to rent dates from GLAD*, but they couldn't meet your demands/
my lyrical punches will make you backflip like a gymnast/
you're like a gay man in a straight race, you're never gonna win this/
your hypothermic flows give your boys frostbite when you blow/
their balls are black and blue, like I punched 'em, but you sucked 'em, you know/

go...