You wouldn’t get “picked” by a crew if you were surrounded by a “gang” of “thieves” and your pockets were swollen//
You a “Prophetic” gay gigolo client, coz in asses, you see “owe-mens”//(omens)
You been “served” more “L’s” than customers at a Cheech and Chong McDonald’s//
“Crushin flower beds” the way I’m “stomping this herb”, already de-feeted you, so you couldn’t follow//
With all that hyper crap in there, your “bar structure” more fucked up than “crumbling jails”//
Coz while “smoking pipes”, you dribble on more “balls” than “basketball players”//
I’ll “de-feet” your whole crew, taking their whole shoe including the “souls” like the angel in the Crossroads piece//
When you battle me, you aint gonna make it home like Jerome’s niece from Jones beach//
Your like an ugly fag’s dick the way you always run from “pussies” and never “cum with hot shit”//(ooooooohhh damn. Think about the last bit of that. UGLY fag
You done, I drop hits, You been sonned cannot fix, and I'll make you run from glock clips//