I'll figure eight ya whole style, leave ya mind jus twisted//
When I bust in this kid's mouf he said it tasted exwisite//
jus cuz you get hard when u see me doesn't mean u spit tall//
2%, ya meat is so small that u pee on ur balls//
Next time u see me you better kiss this with some respect//
u couldn't deliver hell like satan werkin for U-P-S//
You're style is a joke, I'll rip you as easy as wet bounty towels//
I'm beatin this kid's vocab like I was punchin multple vowels//
How can u spit ill even after eatin a chick horribly//
Ate it like vicious doggs, u leave bite marks in gurl's ovaries//