I promise...I swear it...I'll show what damagin lines do,
If there's shadow of doubt, it's prolly Aut standin behind you
Aut sucks dick, a fag that's tired, and he's an awful disgrace
So I give em a towel, just to take a load off.... of his face
You are weak,and put up fights,though your a lil fraile bastard,
Autopsy always have drama in hand... like unprepared actors
Let's count your good punches, and force the dope
Because your on a one line high... like snorting coke
Your already washed up, I'll even stop your emergence
Cause your verse is a load of B.S., with lots of detergent
Shit, you killin yourself cause the ditch you were found in
Got your passes at greatness a flag for intentional grounding