Fightin verse a whack vet, age is 25, even when he was 13 he couldn't get inta the fly honeies hive, finally 12 years later he got a women but the sad part is he still gotta bribe, he aint got no vibe or rhymes everything I say about him he probably says "word" you should change the font above spida man from vet to "WHACK ~HERB~"

you rap with no punches or flow, to bad I didn't go first cause you woulda got choked, your implicit, I'm explicit, strait and plain I spit it, your heads so far up your moms clit you can't even dish it, your spida man's about to meet my king pin, stop lickin, your mom said she wants to stick her prick in your dick's ~en'd~

I'm remixin ya like coke did to sprite, but no matter how many times I change your brain cell's you still don't come out right, you still bite and don't put up a fight, your just a perilous white herb against your plight, I came by to unleash a blight, whats scarin me the most is how you stare at your daddy drollin when he's in his tights and you keep mutterin "so ~rype~..."

Like an elipsis your whackness is infinit, time to blitz this and make an eclipse to rip the space time continuit, you spit pellets compared to bullets, deep down inside you know everything you say is just full of it, this is like an ancient egyiption myth, bout a rippa who killed an albino chick, that usta have a dick, but in reality its XL4REAL that is a ~myth~

last line I right before this merk, your raps are more boring then when steve ercal (sp?) was talkin about his birth, when you rap you go balistically gesticulate, you think its gonna help cover up those crappy rhymes you spit, well I gotta go, while your waitin for the votes go brib your bitch for a ~dick~