This guy, well this guy he disserves to die,
There’s nothing here he can do except winge and cry,
You know I sit here and read your rap,
and I realize that it is rely rely crap,
your better taking up tap dancing,
you and your pooffy prancing,
you’re a joke,
piss me of and you and your house will go up in smoke,
the way you rap we think your slow,
yo bro., me I’m an Aussi,
you don’t even have a possie,
your last rap you lost me, and double crossed me,
so I end this wid a fuck u b,
after you get creamed,
cuss heres a clue,
u aren’t mean or lean,
cus you rap like you got a jiped spleen,
o sorry am I to mean,
so good by,
time to go now I’ve been seen.

may the best man win