Why you cluttering up the boards with ur 4 names and all ya trashy racket/
As an emcee, you couldn't be straight in a psychopathic jacket/
u try n perplex ma shyt but couldnt see the win thru my eyes/
Ill try and elevate ur skill... hopefully like a magician ill make the floor rise/
I think i need to realease caution tape for theives so he kno from the gate/
Cause i keep killin these kids b4 they come out, i guess im increasin the abortion rate/
I'm a spit sum shit, in time watch me eat dis slut/
Punches so hard, ur neck'll hav to send a postcard to ya head just 2 keep in touch/
u Could Stab Me Wit The Alphabet An Couldn’t Kill Me in Text/
Now I shall Sharpen My Pencil An Sentence You To Death/