He'll diss my family and record, it's like that's all he knows...
So give him support up in this court, and act like his panty hose.
Just a young G constantly on me dissing my age cuz he ain't reached puberty...
Lovin my attention, Oedipus Complex in effect...
Cuz daddy didn't love him, their relationship's a short subject.
Scared of this battle, look at the poll, I think all this heat is taking it's toll...
Worried bout friends cuz he really got none and hoping when it's over, I'll still call him "son".
Began ta mod thinkin problems ya'd solve but ya not a man yet, must mean ya Un-Evolved.

Evolve begins to wipe away the beginnings of tears...
As I slowly remove my belt, fold it in half, and give it a snap
Spanking time...

Ya spit like bullet's below the bullseye, off center with ya diss...
So sadly ya miss punches like Jew kids miss Christmas.
Even Asians throw hate ya way cuz ya leave em with bad Chee...
Screwin up karma like droppin bombA's and they even like I.C.P!
It's like ya wearin empty holsters cuz you ain't dressed to kill...
Drawin a blank cuz ya think tank unfortunately was never filled.
And he's criminally gay, straight rehab ain't even a cure...
When asked to do an explosive heist, he said, "a blow job?" SURE!
So ya dick lust so meticulous is ridiculous and sickens us with disgust...
Just like rust ya lips must be wearin holes from all the cock brushed.
I consider you basketball hardwood cuz I'm runnin over ya as I score...
None of ya shit will even be good cuz ya brick like ya spittin mortar.
Ya don't belong on RB like some kinda refugee, why don't ya just admit it...
Like a pup off tha leash ya somehow got free, now there's a village missin it's idiot.
Like ya spit sweaters with threads frayed in layers, ya rhyme comes apart at the seams...
No amount of stitches will grant ya wishes so you'll have ta beat me in ya dreams.

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