ima switch hitta, lyrical spitta /
the consistant inital hitta, will puncture holes threw u like a shrap wooden splinta /
my style froze ya down /
ur text freestyles kudnt come hot if i stoved ya mouse / (cursor)
u chose ya route, ya flame got doused /
even if i had an erected penis u still couldnt blow me out /
im restless an never quitin, burn u like siphlous /
leeve elvis turnin (backs) like jews on christmas/
this is a mix match like R Kelly foster parentin /

ECCO aint missin/
hes just a figment of our imagination, his satisfation is under expectation