YO uh...

why u gotta lie yo,U A herb n a newb tyna get a win under his belt reppin ohio//
I dont blaze herbs i cash em in a seconds flat cuz they think they fly tho//
ya rhyme slow,like 50 in a freestlye u cant get a unbitin word out//
so u bully ya ass in da game,but u fuked wit da wrong insane weight,so shut ya mouth//
ill drop first to leave hopin i dont go husane an get ya blown up//
leavin ya in a hearst,cuz ya ILLness is played so u better of if u dont show up//
plus i got dis bitch on my list cuz he fronts he spits hardshit,blastin//
out rhymes to destroy ya mind,cuz u best friends wit a garbage basket//
im alwayz remainin strapped kid wit heat,leavin ya restless an head swole//
catch a domeslug to this yung net thug leavin him headless an dead cold//
Damn yung u dont got a chance fukin wit my heavenly rhymes//
how u gunna think i dont notice u typin the same murder shit seventy times.....