o0 Yea Your a "vylent stalker", sittin on Rb all-the-time//
I mean, I just threw one punch in and you already-cried//
Read some of your old ryhmes, they sound like a joke, fereal//
If your mom had a choice, you'd be another repeal!//
And by the way, you sound like a dude who don't get pussy//
"Vylent Stalker" what little girls? damn you's a rookie//
Dude, couldn't get a real bitch, I seriuosly bet//
Here lemme take ya to the kennel and the vet//
And you STILL COULDN'T GET NONE//
What don't you get? You could way million pounds,YOU AIN'T BIG PUN//
Cuz you can't rap, period...I'm seriuos//
My rhymes are ill and left you delirious//