I'ma shatter-ya-raps and splatter-ya-back ya "fiction" rhymes are just "takin' up space" in my thread and that's a "matter-of-fact"// (explanation will be provided...lol)

Feeble Minds leak from the head as soon as you open-ya-mouth//
if a record company hired snipaz to spray you wit' "mouthwash" they still wouldn't be "scopin'-you-out"//

tryin' to step to me without telepathy Feeble Minded gonna get-tossed//
like when you dropped outta ya crew I guess ya "Undefeatable Tendencies" were just-"lost"//

call the "red-cross" when I step-off mic you know it's suicide//
do-or-die you "dress-crossed" like a drag queen gettin crucified//

desert-eagles-and-nines-are-the-weaponz-I-grip//
less-than-Feeble-are-Mindz-that-can't-comprehend-the-lessonz-I-spit//

I'm am the prophet who was foretold of true-rhymes//
devine lyrical skillz will be taught to those with Feeble Minds in due-time//

you are indeed Feeble-Minded but you will only see it when ya feet-are-grinded if you're the king of RB then I'll finally get a chance to "meat"-ya-highness//

yo man I'll watch you fade out...yeah I know-I'm-cocky//
but I speak the truth when I say ya rhymez are more "played-out" than roller-hockey//(roller hockey is an outdoor sport...I think...lol)

I know I hesitated on this battle but I'm doin'-it-now//
with a name like "Feeble Minded" you might as well just tell me that you "foolish-and-proud"//

I could spit 2 linez in a verse that could end-ya-career//
but I won't...show you mercy so I'm endin'-it-here...


aiiight...I can't think...that's all I could come up with...