listen 1liner/even if ya boyfriend voted on this battle he would think i'm finer/you aint ready to battle,i'll leave you with more stitches than a clothes designer/got a shotgun that will have you flying through walls like casper..keep rhyming violent till you get put in a casket/this fag keep more balls in his mouth than a NBA basket..you still wont win if ya family vote for you/after this i'm moving up from one win to two..i got 2 losses, you got nine/ i could tell by ya name you only got 1 hot line/come on, you wasting my time/i'm beating ya ass so bad i'm commiting a lyrical crime...bitch this aint a joke/i'll eat you alive then blow out ya ashes like marijuana smoke