one hundred eighty one posts, only three fucking wins
only way you managed that is one hundred sixty are "uppins"
birthday listed as not applicable, you're right your death day is what counts
go ahead and update your profile son, cause that day is now
props to you son, cause like other RB fags you don't take it in the ass
I bet you even got a girl, without spending a buck in cash
but hold up boy, seems that you just got a call
it was Dr. Phil askn for his blow up Oprah doll
ah, nigga take it, you're gettn lyrically murdered by this rhyme
you couldn't spice up your lyrics, even with a little time (thyme)
I was aiming for your eye but I "slipt" and split your lip
take that blood and go lube up your boyfriends dick