Ur style's wack. Kid u couldn't beat me with a bat/
I laugh while i attack that silly verse u call a rap/
U really think ur better than me? R's a lyrical messiah/
And i observed ur delivery's shitty like a fertilizer truck driver/
I'm not trying. My weakest is better than anything u might do/
U rapping is pointless like seatbelts on a motorcycle/
I'm adding 2 my record... There's no way that u can beat this/
Spitting fire since birth? That's cuz i busted in ur mouth as a fetus/
Boy i can rip u limb from limb verbally/
This whole idea of u thinking u can win is just absurd 2 me/
Lyrical Disaster? Well the name fits u perfect/
The only nice bust u would have if Smiley faces came out ur dick when u jerked it/
I'm through embarrassing u. We know the outcome of this story/
PM me the last 2 bars. I'll let u write them 4 me/
Let's bring in the votes. It's obvious i murdered this bitch/
It's like i broke ur back, now let's see u stand up 2 the kid/

__________________
... U better hope i don't remember ur name/
'Cause i'm dryvyn drunk hyttyn pedestryans on memory lane/