B's not up to the grade, mC's are always-laughin/
cuz he's bout as smart as tryin to overdose on aspirin/
all his flows? they aint hot more like cold as beer in the box/
i aint fearin this twat, b-kast more pussy he got kitten's-jealous/
when i said put up ya best spits, all his bittens-melted/
like cut gives a damn, i slam and knock him off the planet/
this nigga culdn't come hard out the mouth if he was coughin- granite/
bossin and panics, his twenty wins are just an illusion/
but the 14 losses are more evident then burnin off pubics/
word a mouth uses, spit the words that say wordplay/
b-kast is justa herb-say, anoth a nucca i culd lay down on my worst-day/


ten eleven wupsss
peace