Easy come, easy go...lets go.

I w'rap this kid in his own name, suffacate him with his prewrite
Call you Sean Paul, I black you out, be sayin..."Jus Gimme De Light"
I take this Gift, shake it, dont sound like nothing...back to Santa
This kid cant even win a battle from his own Dome...like Atlanta
I suggest you register as another name, back you up like ya spine
John Ritter, Johnny Cash, Wrapp3d G1ft, thanks for meeting the deadline
I hand ya your first L faster than kids in they first yr. of Spanish class
And you aint ever gonna get on a Poll, like ugly girls before the cash
I easily unw'rap you like Jay-Z, and put you on the reserve list
Bring you back to Sears, return you for a mic...a real w'rapped gift