MY CLIPS SPARKIN.. YOU NEED TO QUIT YOUR SHIT- TALKIN
HAVE YOU JUMPED LIKE A "CRIP" IN A BLOOD NEIGHBORHOOD, CRIP- WALKIN


FUCK YOUR PHYSICAL HEALTH, MY LRYICAL WEALTH IS RICH.. YOU SPIT BUM RAPS
YOUR VERBAL FITNESS IS LIKE THE ENDURANCE OF FAT BITCHES WHO RUN LAPS
SONS WACK- EVEN RETARDS CALL HIM A DUMBASS
all you ever receive is BOOS the only favorable response you've gotten is when my gun CLAPS
****************RUN THAT************
LISTEN SON.. MAD NIGGAS REPLIED TO YOU ON BITCH SLAPPED BUT YOU AINT RESPOND CUZ YOU AITN WANNA GET MERKED
YOU'VE BEEN DOIN THE MONICA LEWISKY SO MUCH THAT YOUR NECK - HURT
YOUR TEXT'S WORTH THE PICS OF FAT BITCHES ON EBAY WITH WET SHIRTS
GET YOUR FACE SMASHED LIKE SUICIDE DIVERS JUMPIN OF CLIFFS CHEST FISRT

THE ONLY THING YOU SICK FROM IS AND OVERDOSE OF WACK PILLS
IF THEY HAD COMMERCIALS OF "DONT DO DRUGS" YOU'D BE THE POSTERBOY FOR CRACK KILLS