OK listen i have a lil writers block but im still finna break yo ass

I smell a `prewrite bitch' 7 mins to write a verse//
i see why it was quick ur verse was wack didnt take much work//
The only time u'd be hot is i if through u in an oven//
peep ya verse i think u in despreate need fo lovin//(he wants head bad)
u think ya rhyme can `rip me' get the fuck outa here//
u cant be on a `win spree' but im only being sincere//
u couldnt flow classic if u spilt coke on ya mic//
u can never spit like me so we cant be alike//
so if u trying to win me i suggest u up ya skill//
if u fuck wit me ya block will look like then bunker hill//

its a wack verse i know but its still gon rip him