this kid is soft compared to me, and literally, theres little to C...
I bang hard, you shoot peas, and not 1st to get wrecked by this G
you gettin wrecked though, so check hoe, you can't compete...
after a couple more of these sweets i'm movin on to the elite...
if you thought you could get close, your best at the most will fail...
you'll end up with a blood trail, sayin that it's better in jail...
however much you try, you won't prevail, and this is male to male:
i'll kill you, have you sizzlin like Ginger Ale, give you no surviving tale...or maybe i'll be easy, just keep is sleasy...naw...
i'll eat you like Hannible, turn you fruity like Danibles, cut you raw..
have the eyewitness turnin bitches, remember nothin they saw...
it's what you get for bein on that shit, and standin tall...

i'll never back down, but will track down if you lookin to scuffle...
i'll get a machette, have you in so many peices you'll fit in a duffle