u a virtual unknown on this site, they aint give u a name,
i catch ya verse in mid-flight, an crash it like, september planes/

it apparent to most, that u is stupin on purpose,
im this battle host, an i got the best of both verses/

you gon hav bring some better weaponry if ya think that hurt me,
judging fucked up weak ass bars, i already got you respecting me/

i hittin u wit more punches, than hits that this website ever had,
im exposin herbs, ur noffin new, jus anotha 'cat up out the bag'/

gon finish this cat with a hot bar

flowin wit this cat, he jus another man with aotha slim fate,
u aint gon win, more chance seein opera wit a thin waist/