I could call you Nolan Ryan ,and even then you couldnt throw flow
You claim to be the best,but whats your record? 0 and 0
I shit these fuckin lyrics, so watch me as i lay a Terd,
But to beat you in this battle i don't even have to say a word,
A full blown lyricist writin a page, despite for my age,
there isn't nothin nice when i rage,
lets fight in a cage,to see what will actually happen,I'm practically scrappin, even when i'm happily nappin,
I bet you'll pout, when you get beat in this bout,
cause i'll release semen secretion, through your teeth and your mouth, east to the south,north to the west,
My mics a giant torch and plus i scorch it the best,
your forced to confess, the fact that your a whore in a dress,
I'll slam you on the floor, cause in a war you'll get blessed,
My styles dope and you love it,stroke it and rub it,so while you quote it and dub it , i'mma leave the final vote to the public
You claim to be a freight train,but you crashed cause you cant steer it
And the only way your fat, is your weight, not your lyrics