Little faggot... around ya ass all of RB gay men throng...
And I'd complement ya structure
...but your smell is the only thing about you thats strong...
Chrit ghostwrites for you but what was that? I feel betrayed
That even in using my words you still come played...
Introducing fist to jaw... bout to give this kid a lift...
Came off the dome? I'll follow suit with words that'll make yours rift...
TR had a case of wackness... seems like know its full=blown...
If I iddnt know better I swear I was battling a jumoke clone...
Why you in elite? You'r not sure either so you meander...
And if TR claims to be a G... I guess that makes Chrit grander...
Been warned of the consequences of losing to Chrit... next time comply...
Cause as it stand you demand votes... But for that demand there's no supply...
Watchign hopes dissolve... Spitting acidic venom...
Leave you stoned and washed up.. just like 80's denim....
Offering me beer and compliments.. I guess you literally want to feel this...
And its sad that even ya names false... Cause we all know
.................................................. ..On RB, Chrit's the realist


Oh and just so people know... throng means to flock around
and meander means to wonder aimlessly and of course rift is to split apart