Once again, I start my plan to put it to paper/My flow so sick, it even describes my behavior/
I spit so quick, shit is too much to take up/And the style is sweet, just like ass your bitch gave up/
I might be four and four (4-4) but i'm a lyrical vet/But can't say the same for the bitch carsonjet/
I reckon the secon' he rips on the microphone/It be funky like he's ripping a big wet one (farting!)/

I read his rhymes but the ni99a ain't got shit to say/ I bet he think he's the 2003 Kid or Play/
Guess what kid you've been played by the suckers on site/who give you points for the bullshit you recite/
I gets heated cause cat's like you be thinking/ Yo' shit is hot when it's horseshit that you spittin/
The quicker they come the quicker they go/ Yo alldig (administrator) show this wack ass cat tha do'(door)/

See i'ma killer when it comes to this doing shit/ When a wack rapper needs to get murked, i do the hit/
Carson J you the mark cause your flow is garbage/ And I know your ass is soft cause you suck on sausage/(LOL)
And your reign's about to end cause i ain't takin' no hostage/Might let you write your last note and put it in postage/(Psyche!)
One more thing, never let me catch you swearing you ass off/cause your fake ass ain't brave enuff to face this GANGSTA/(Remember dat!)