Breakin your mind, you betta listen to this letta, You don't even diserve to be in a battle with me, Get your ass back to the whackness emergency centa//

I'm infused with rhymes and raps, don't go breakin you back its obvious your white while I'm black and fucked up white boys can't rap//

Joka's wild aint got no time for a child, I'm shootin you your gettin filed in my kill folder, your just a weakling you can't beat my style//

I'm scratchin an slashin your throat, like a torpedo I'm sinkin your boat, us niggas don't want to here this shit you wrote//

I feel bad for you dawg, I'll leave this last lines for a newb to finish you off son, Infact I'll just throw you in a coffin', Don't even bother droppin'//