aiyo,
this man think he talented like he was 2 pac/
but all he does is shit talk/
but at the end of the day, whos gonna have his body outline by chalk/
i dont need no group i always ride solo/
and females holla back like we were playing marco polo/
tryin to beat thats a no-no/
like many mic-nititians i have powers/
go to your grave and take your fucking flowers/
batteling niggaz that r only fucking cowards/
cuss ill drop u faster than the twin towers/
females like yo mother gives me brains/
and i cum slower than yo grandma switching lanes/
my rhymes r so crazy make a kid go insane/
tight rhymes 4rm me r as common as rain/
make niggaz hurt so much, so call me mr. pain/
cuss my rhymes have more punches than a fight in espn/
this cat is softer than syllicon breast/
batteling the best/
dont talk shit, cuss you failed a blood test/