I get the impression your shitty with the smell of toilets when this boyspits
hangin in gay bars gettin fingered more than playstation joysticks
my style will merk Biddy so fast....octagonal red signs can stop it
get lauched off this site like rockets in your back pocket
squash clocks wit my bare hands to let you know its crunch time
while u getting served more than fat kids standing In the lunchline

SWITCH IT UP
its confusin for those....even contemplating choosen dis hoe.. Im reducing his flows
like tempos lacking musical notes//
improvin my quotes..while u abusin what I already wrote...the win is mine, this cats amusing
for even uppin for votes//

to gain~respect u need to look up verses from my main~index..don’t be open minded
cuz my spit is why his brain~gets~wet... this battle finally on track and Biddy is who
this train~hits~next...I stain~ya~text, claim u got dough guess what $Biddy$ i’m comin
to reclaim~ya~chec

FINISHER
changin ya name to tampon just to get a taste of pussy... a dam shame how I came
and lyrically killt dis rookie..I eat more MCs than fat kids overdosing off of
(M)ilk and (C)ookies


thats all I got u can match the lines I have or do your 15-20
don’t matter to me
holla