I bend down to my sneaker and tie my laces
Ready to break Kenoras teeth leavin gappy spaces
Leave him bucktoothed and broken in a smile
Kick him in his ass when he leaves so he goes a mile
I'll hand this kid my sneaker cuz he's a tweaker
Go pawn it off cuz its worth more than ur rhymes cuz they weaker
Weaker than anythin ive ever read before, I could die
But i don't wanna die so readin ur rhymes i wont try