Come on bro, You know, not to go, against me in a flow,
Ill have to show,everyone that you really a hoe,
Im so suprised, that you already ready to die,
And meet your demise, after only 17 years of your life,
Im sorry go ahead and get your mind right,
and get your rhyme right, try not to recite,
another poem that you write, That no way to fight,
Now listen I need some type of competion,
I bet your wishin you had this shit they call wisdom,
There no way I'll see defeat, YOU already beat,
I'll show u how dirty the south can realy be.....