Look D.Silver you like to boast about shit you thought you knew
That's before I decide that I would come over and slay you
Stay the hand that comes up demanding to be voted
I'm your teacher and I flunk you in class like your demoted
You say you'll drop an anvil on someones head
I hope you do that before I leave you dead
I don't have anything else to say right now I'm new at this
It's okay though because you blew this
I think that's all there is to it this time
So I guess that I'm done spitin this rhyme