this kid dreads fights hes 'scatchin his head' to battle me, and called it 'head lice'./
Only way he is compared to Pac is when i kill him so fast then come bak n he'll end up dead TWICE /

Yall already see Im fightin wit him his verse'll be consisted of me bitin a cat/
But him winnin still 'aint gonna happen' like 'Garth Brooks writin a rap'/

Got me mad to where I choke you wit laces, I hope you embrace this/
Im spittin hard rhymes to your grill then throwin you braces/

You know Im the greatest, thats how I be calm when I choose/
whether or not to be 'Patriotic' then start 'Bombin Your Crew'!/

Recognize I brought you back to life, after this verse this fag will cry/
I should be a 'Grim Reaper', Im doin the job except facen me is basically him asken to die/