Diss To ATTICUS

This cat rusty and not a good trustee his rhymes are jailed
And fail to hit the mark no legit art in lyrics so you prevail
A lost soul that toss old style crap in your posts don’t wear FUBU
You share DO-DO with maggots have no gift faggot no true crew
Even with a general staff still have minimal craft in rap you
Been slapped with fact upside the head you need a map true
To plot your location just slop on probation with no class
You’re a guy blank with no high rank drowning in a slow ocean
And no promotions await this ape so take aspirins and potion
For your headache a clown lame and I pound your brains
With nouns that tame your mainframe kid got shit stains
In his underwear, look bitch why include other folks just
Try and elude and smother my quotes? You suck a rope must
Choke your throat why you smoke that coke are you a crack head?
You’re not a groovy bazaar like a movie star your tickets don’t sell
Plus you’re wicked as hell you not a blockbuster just a slop hustler well
Known for failure and paraphernalia so look as a customer you fell