Your talkin 'shit' and thats why u got bitter breath,
I kill faggets so when battlin me consider death,
This kids shits wack when he spits back like he just sniffed crack,
You got the wackest lyrics and you cant get no where with that,
Your short n the audience expects quantity,
I can tell there's someone this kid wants ta be,
Its always the fakes that on ta me hauntin me constantly,
You think u tight i say u dont even deserve to have fonts ta see,
You got bout as much flow as you do bladder controll,
I scare u n u piss ya pants leave ya madder then trolls,
I make you feel small like when ya body splatters n folds,
Ill prove i can win easily this battle just a matter of poll's,
I aint ever seen some wackness as fuckin crazy as that,
You could keep up wit me except the fact that ya lazy n wack,
Why we even battlin you should have to fuckin pay me to rap,
You gettin a voctory is rarely seen u gettin beat on that im very keen,
You could be the fuckin king and still not have the permission to marry queens,
Im goin onna rampage and u comin with me,
Lyrics that devour ya self esteem swiftly,
Claim to be a crazy big fuck n u cant even lift me,
Ill leave ya with a wacker slur then that big fucker fifty,