Rip up ya blunt, cuz thats the only way you've got dope pieces
Couldn't learn the strings of battling even tho i rope ya releases/
Crease ya record up if ya get the win...it wouldn't be straight
Chrit relates, like viewers when i say...chrits way over-rates/
Cap ya and take ya gold-plate cuz i'm eatin all your fillings,
Bringing potency to ya game, which is unheard of like you hittin/
Swingin, but keeps missin cuz you lost your bearings and flipped,
Ever seen shit twist, watch chrits verse cuz he's screwed his script/
Chrit can't pick up the win, even if it was filled with feathers,
Severed your chances, there slim like your build got anarexia/