you couldn't be #3 on a race track to earn-heart
tryin to battle me ya gonna lose and learn-hard
so i'm teachin to reach out to this burned-star
who cant make hot-hitz but juss only firm-barz
when acid and grass mix it makes hazrdous-hitz
this dude attempts but then get his ass-kicked
to rap, he's a blind boxer without a mind
throwin punches but only a locker-he-finds
stops,-grabs his K-9 follows his way to crack-lines
i stack-mines so he can blow-up instad of hackin-mine
a lack of tryin gots him excited of a first-win
but now I decided that in this hurst it ends..