This nigga represents the Pits, 'bout to get ImPEACHed/
He battling an ongoing Mountain, never goin' reach his Peak/
I should call you the Alphabet, skip A, B, C, and D, you just EZ/
He apart of Rocafella, because I'm lightin' him up like the Christmas Tree/
Its pretty funny how you a President, and cant even get any Votes/
This nigga gonna be Swimmin'-With-The-Fishes, just like Cuban Boats/
Damn kid, ya got more Streached-Lines than the male version of Rosanne/
If you Beefin' with me, I'm Falemn Younge while you just a side order of Spam/
I will gladly hand you ya Second L, now you can really be BiLL/
This kid's Speaking-From-Hell, because he already wrote his Will/ (Get it?! Will and Bill are the mean the same name)