incinerating flame leaves this kid roasted/
everyone throw up your drinks cuz youngblood's gettin toasted/
boasting that you possess skill to reveal/
any of ya'll reading this wanna banana? cuz this fruit got peeled/
i'm too ill, gotta urge to merk herbs/
you battle like a drive-thru window, noone really ever gets served/
son belongs on the curb, you ain't worth a penny/
i could eat you up any hour, just like at denny's/
been ripping too many, you need to retire/
i can't be devoured, like food that's expired/
launch your cadavre into space so you can finally rock it/
you ain't got the sense(cents) to beat me like torn pockets/