i only need 10 lines against this herb

Guys relax cuz Formula'z verse is like expired X-Lax because his shit-aint-flowin/
Headed to the top? Hes like blind peeps at green lights cuz the bitch-aint-goin/
Only time you’ve ever gotten noticed is when you’re evicted-from your-house/
He Copies and pastes lyrics…a bad ass writer? Nah... he’s just wicked-with a-mouse/
You might as well have no showed kid cuz this is already a miss-match/
Soon as you see me you don’t know where to go just like cops without dispatch/
I’m too deep cuz when I crap on ya brain is the only time ya understandin-my-shit/
And buyin bigger bags of Cheeto’s is the only way you are expandin-ya-chips/
Your fans are like rookie forest rangers the way they always ignore-tracks/
You must masturbate when you write cuz I swear you couldn't be more-wack/