14 year old clown on his way down not a single win cuz in losses he drowns.
Claims crazy but really brain lazy not a bit of ya verse will even faze me.
Clown's in the house I thought I smelt shit and regret.
Place a bet on the beating he'll get I'm a teach a lesson like he's a crap happy pet.
It's like you spit rhymes on a treadmill cuz they ain't goin nowhere.
Legs churning and rhymes burning ya leave the smell of redundancy in the air.
Might as well be kneecapped they can't even stand on they own.
Shot up just like 50 cuz Clown's talent and skill are on loan.
Ya death's coming soon this battle's ya doom Charlie Sheen couldn't save ya if he brought his Platoon.
Ya blacked out like New York or the moon cuz I've eclipsed you by spittin erasers cuz ya fake like cartoons.