your a peadophile, your gettin arrested when ya babysit yo brothers seed//
am gonna K.O you, so if you wanted to bite from my verse it will be on a drip feed//
telling me to drop my lyrics, and your gonna drop 30 seconds after//
that proves you pre- write shit, still, the effort of you punches dont bring laughter//
your shit dont make sence, in your sig is 50cent, your the alias 50 pence//
your wack dawg you need a lesson, in rap battles and self defence//
look at this shit read the next few lines, i think its gonna be merkin time//
cuz i cant im lyrically gonna murder you, and add it to my list of crimes//
i love your work, they like nursery rhymes, and they help the babys sleep//
i leave your bones in a heap, and you can re-assemble wrongly like that humpty dumpty freak//