40 ounces of pussy gettin unleashed on a face-that-clearly-fears-me//
I want to wipe out your race , but your like michael jackson, your race-aint-stated-clearly//
oh oh...flows unleashed his rhymes just-reached-at-max//
you think your good but wut im -hearing-is-wack//
backland's bitch, uh oh, back-to-your-block,rappin-whats-bought//
gaspin-for-thoughts,he just cant so he copy-n-pastes from "tha block//
your face-will-be-rott,clearly your race-isnt-thought,and 40
dont mention fags in ya rhyme cuz mase-isnt-hot//