yo chek it to illy vanilly thinkin he so nice-
couldnt roll a vic on me wit weighted dice-
enticed-i slice an dice dis caucasian rice-
so'ILL-leave'n diseased em liced....
wit maggots infectin this flamin faggot-
dont forget yo day-job i like mine paper not plastic-
so drastic-way we stretched apart in life u think we was elastic-

I break u off into variouse numbers-units u can't circumfer-
lock'd up in a harmless slumber-while i break u wit my stainless lumber(Steel Bat)

kno it and know it well-my verse will break an ur's will probly swell-
I neva Fuk an tell-but the poll up top will pre-vail....
face it ur hopeless even if the ur posts in brail-
blind men could even see ur hopes have failed-
ya ship ha sailed-this what happens when u fuk wit da LEO's tale...