i've come to put you in slumbers, or a 3-day sleep,/
you couldn't get with Doc if you was a dude whit a PhD,/
cat's ain't feeling you like handless blind's and braille,/
I got mo 45's, and 9's than when your mom gets on the scale,/
this dissing you is best settled, dawg you're false hot like dead devils,/
+ the opposite of your name because you will not see the next level,/