Note: Personals are True

Rappads Lyrics R always off note, like Alcoholic Music Instructers
Ever see the Kids Lines? They couldnt flow as Electric Conductors
Spittin Bars that are Off Track Like Broken Braces coverin Teeth
Always comin wit Stretched lines, Im battlin a fat Bitch Wearin Briefs
Wouldnt be able to spit colorful Swallowing than Gagin Smarties
Ya battle records more Horribal that Halloween Costume Parties (Horror)
Ur A Herb Tryin to Grow on RB but cant 'Enlight' so Is Still 'Seed'
He should be afraid of this battle Rematch Like him when it comes 2 Weed
Rappads Structures are like Elephant Trunks, Long Dull and Grey
Stealing My Inhalers the Only way U could take my Breathe Away
U Wouldn't be a Favourite as the Opposite Sex with RB bein Bias
He Told me His Battle Record Stunk, so Rappad Wants an Alias
U Couldnt Pack a Punch On a Hike To Fight With only ur 2 Fists
Lucky Im given u a Rematch, U aint even on the Elite Battle List

Ur still my boy BLUE! lmao