this is one of those battle where I feel sorry for this cat/
pulln out more pre-writtens than the cat and the hat/
this kid's frontn, actn like he tapped my female/
when we know the last thing he tapped was while lookn at e-mail/
a sorry-ass nigga actn like he's been in the pen/
if he woulda been, he'd had more practice with the "pen"(pad and pen)/
not only using it to elevate his rhymes/
but to stick it up his ass, and get off a couple times/
this kid's on the peak, bout ready to explode/
someone get him a gay guy, let him swallow his load/
nah he'd like that too much, get him a fuckn horse instead/
that'd be funny shit, let em give each other head/
but anyway dawg enough knockn your sexual tendencees/
it's whateva your steez, as long as you don't spread the disease/
you're right dawg, my rhymes are bad, "beligerent and deliquent"/
i got you crossed like cosine, over sine, in other words "secant"/ (calculus for you cats)
go ahead, slowly, remove yourself from the stage/
you've just become the next win on my page/