DISS TO AMAZINGSPYDAMAN #1

You lack time and whack rhymes your only armor just
A lonely farmer you don’t know Hip Hop catch a bus
And leave town I’ll squeeze this clown’s head and dust
His feet off you not unique just soft like cotton stuff not
Boss its rotten so star squatting kiss my ring I buff it a lot
Best obey these alarm codes I got armloads of rhymes
Have a dense blend and you all fenced like puppy k9’s
You an unknown man and you don’t own land they fore closed
On your real Estate you thought the deal was great now froze
In your tracked restricted and evicted you didn’t pay the land
Lord so your plan is void bill overdue do that thrill you man?
You lie and frown and fly around like a woodpecker a hood wrecker
In rap should be a collector for junkyards punk retard can’t play checkers
Not an AMAZING rider when you’re craving like a SPIDER
Looking for prey not a celeb caught in your own hot web, provider
Of whack grammar can’t attract glamour with outdated material
And dilapidated lyrical your lyrics are hated while mine imperial