Marvel's like an anemic relative....you weak cuz!/
Pass puberty then come back, even ya name's got peachfuzz/
Wanna be G? Then speak Blood, after I cut out ya tongue/
Only after I lynched this dick could he say that he's well hung/
Just another rung in the ladder, for my steps to victory/
Pricks get beat, Break The-Arm so voters can Marvel at me/
Partial to Fees, spendin your savings on Ghostwrittens/
You'll have toupee for that, and now this Afro's wiggin/
You gotta be kiddin, everything about Marvel's comedic/
02's when I graduated, and 0-3's where I'm gonna leave him/