Why is ya young ass rap battlin for,you got absolutely no hope/
U could use ya verse to roll up a blunt,shit still won't be dope/

What's that shit in ya profile,"makin ya way up tha ranks?'/
Bitch please you should worry about gettin that thing up in ya pants/

I can murder you despite being drunk from drinking my muther's scotch/
You could set your verse on fire and it still wouldn't be hot/

I bet you probably think ya cool weariing a pair of Nike Air shoes/
But if I was as hideous as you,I'd go skydivin without the parachute/