here is the whole actual battle i wrote for him

Im ignite, the walk’n flame-thrower im spittin a flame-blower
detach’n ya main-shoulder while rippin ya vein-motor
bring a gun like all them fake thugs say…im prepaired
compare me 2 bone crusher the way im ~never scared~
yo I got my ready device, on airplane I self destruct it at flight
let my right strike and sever your life, got the gun wit the infer red sight
cock back, squeeze and let it ~Ignite~
yo man, do you even wanna go against a fuckin veteren cat
you send’n me bullets while im send’n em back
your spits are diluted, like you put flem in a glass
im ignite, your baxter what the fuck N’ you dissed me?
That mean I hit you so hard…you end up on ripley’s
Befriend me? offend me? Jus please don’t contest me
Cuz you end up wit 6 holes where the bullet proof vest be
The trigger is on lock, but that can change from a foul click
And then you be runnin like homies who be pushin a brick(Slangin dope)
But look, don’t bring drama 2 the ~dirt at all~
Cuz im comin off the dome twisted like Islamics take’n they ~turbin off~
Right now I don’t know ya, but ima call you a fruit cake
So cuz a dat ima shove the lug in `face` yo how my boot? ~taste~
Empty clips at ya, but bullets expensive, and you aint worth the cost
So u get 2nd hand shit(my fist), like u shop’n at ross
Chu know bout mac’n? kid, I started the ~pimp trend~
Have you like Albert Enstien’s hair…stand’n on ~loose end~
I aint rappin 2 a beat, but I got you ~astounded 2 no sound~
We all thought you hired circus protection, the way you stay ~surrounded by mo clowns~
You like my rap, but I know you gonna say “that aint good”
Ok then, ill smack wit a ~9 iron~ like tiger woods
Im hardcore, 2 step 2 me, you gotta be brave
You like ~underground rap~ then play my music in your `grave`