20 Lines no more, no less...

You weak nigga, nobody in ya crew can harm me,
I told you bout my SQAD, im a one man Army//

YOu think you a rapper,but I aint gone let you skate clean,
Ya bars is minor, they must be under eighteen//

YOu cockin back blastin ya mouth I hope you holdn a vest,
Yeah Ima give you a new fashion, its called a hole in da chest//

Me a fag? Im clappin niggas so dont call me dat,
Plus I stay slappin niggas thats why they call me WACK//

Cause thats sound of my palm when yo face in my reach,
I,ll have yo ass at da dentist, replacing some teeth//

Me. nigga I floss, so Im chillin and smiling,
Ya crew looking lost, Like Gilagans Island//

YO , I carry CLIPSE, but im not from Virginia,
Ill slap ya Skipper and give some dick to Ginger//

Ima knock ya brain out, so you not gone remember,,
But when da heats in ya face, you'll understand why its hot in december//

But I got admit though, Im real so....Hell,
YOu are gone walk away from dis battle witta L//

Loser, A term that fits ya name precisely,
Ya bars to short, they related too Spike Lee//