bitch u so weak u couldnt cut butter,after u hear my rhymes u get up on the mic and stutta/
your rhymes are just a big shit clutter,you dont rap or freestyle you just mutter/
man your just a dirty weak prick,go back to ya mom at the fuckin trailer park you hick/
u only won once and thats because ya rhymes are shit,u won cause you suked the owners dick/
man my rhymes are hot and heavy,hit ya weak liitle gay beater with my big ass chevy/
im schooling you cause you just aint ready,to face me without usein a medi/(medical kit)
man its takin you forever just to drop a verse,so stop lookin for ya prewritten shit in ya purse/
cause even if ya used prewritten it couldnt be worse,than ya rhymes....you must have a curse/
bitch i'll impale you like you was ja rule and i was shady with aftermath/
but id have to cut thruogh all that grease and grime,have you ever even heard of the bath?/