My text over-rides amp's system, yet it would be an under-statement ta say dis'll be a flat out merk//
Ya'll think he gon' beat me when he didnt even plan ta drop, and I aint talkin bout his battle verse//
I'm fierce wit verbs, he can't write, so to ghost-write, he payin herbs//
Say Im scurred? Naw, I just know ya fucked SIX while with ONE and still dont play on werds//
Uncompleted perfection? Naw, you just like to fantasize//
Ya killin yaself tryna defeat me, like dem jacked-up Taliban Guys//
Call me a Vandal In Da-Skies (disguise), wut ya write aint dope maybe ya need ta use a weed pencil//
Ya mental, more pre-written shit den artists comin strapped wit stencils//
Dis nigga play games of da tongue, and he callin it "mouth fun"//
Ya wasted ya time, why waste lines when ya could No Show and get da same outcome?//


aND DaTS... Da BaLLGaME...