This kid callin' me weak... i bench two-hundred, he can't even lift the bar/
Klapp is the laughin' stock of his town, i bet after this... he gets feathered and tarred/

His rhymes wouldn't hit one out the park... even if he was playin' professional baseball/
You couldn't get the crowd to klapp, if you-played the song by Busta-Rhymes-and-Sean-Paul/

He's reppin' the "Illahz" crew to the fullest... this kid really wants to boast?/
If his verses' whackness was a drug, klapp would've already overdosed/

You only have ten posts and don't even have a win... so what you know 'bout throwin' "L's" hoe?/
This newbie still wettin' his bed with a bump on his head, he hurt himself while listenin' to Ludacris... he was throwin' elbows/

He should be known as a vegetarian... the way that he wants, none-of-this-beef/
What can i say, this kid stepped up, unaware of the lyrical lynchin' he was ready to receive/

Hah, i came weak, should be enough for the win. Let's get some votes.