why da hell you gonna name your self after damn FRITO'S
when lil' pussies like you get punked and "Lays" like i'm DEEBO

I looked at your previous battles and laughed at the GARBAGE
picking it up with arthiritis from your whack up to my CARTILAGE

i'm telling you your name, style, and talent you don't fuckin have ONE.
even if you could spit like dead legends, Tupac and Big PUN

I can rap battle and beat your ass while i'm counting sheep in SLEEP.
It would take you at least 10 hours to a whole fucking week to try, decide, make up a rap and THINK.

I can tell your rap and writtens won't go too far, with a brain as a car engine, "yours jus won't START".
a 10 line rap about Frito who got ripped apart and flow like a handicapped RETARD.

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*Nashville city*