Illness to-fill-this- text with expensive raps that Clinton couldn’t even ‘Bill’ this
But feel-this-realness… ya raps are cheap and poor like a ‘Drug Lord’ that was Deal-Less

After this, you need to acknowledge me –with an apology
With you, there’s – no lamer – smash ya mind outta ya skull, that’s why beatin you is a –no brainer-

LM is rockin a dick that’s lingering-limp when he fucks
Even if ya switched to fingering ya still couldn’t get 2 tumbs up

Like Clueless Gurls, sending their Daddy’s credit cards into debt…
I’ve punched this kid harder as my bar ‘lengths against Whonext have Stretched
(bar length – daddy’s anger)

My volts enter skin and my shocks annoy pours , dawg ur style aint gay, but you are so stop puttin ur pe-pe
in boy whores
this dude a thug? HA…. the only blocks u run , come with their own box in toystores

Kid I'll turn this rap into a G-rated movie… better yet a Nickelodeon's show "you pick"
This hoe’s so dumb he thought the crip walk was a motion picture flick

FINISHER:

This battle’s like a concert wit no exits u just stuck in the show,.. this is rape the way i'm verbally fukkin this ho
I don't de-feet quickly,.. I take smoke breaks while cuttin your toes , my punches like organized people,
but u, u just couldnt keep ur ducks in a row