This goes out to G-Buttersworth
why the fuck u think i brand u
He-Stutterswords
cos u mumble and fuck up on every verse
and the more u try to rhyme
the more shit gets worse
people like u make me wanna curse
u like dead motherfucker
u belong in a herce
i was searchin for a pussy
and i found u first
so zip the fuck up like ur bitches purse
so persue to limpin the fuck away like u Fred Durst
its a shame for u and ur family man
the way u all gotta eat
outta the same bean can
that y'all probably got
with a motherfuckin food stamp
sorry bitch but i gotta leave
im bout to set the next trick up my sleave
so im gonna leave u with a thought
just like this
if u leave bitch u wont be missed
HOLLA