you say your the king of rap but with no ability to flow
like my words are my gat your mind im gonna blow
these lyrics i spit the true meanings youll never know
youre gonna need your mom to desipher this shit
to bad your brain is as small as her a cup tits
thats right ive had my encounters with that small breasted bitch
her bologna nipples have nothing on her four inch clit
now that im finished with you ill do the same i did to that whore
pistol slap your ass and throw your bloody corpse out the door