hes right, hes out when i come about//
ill fill in this dudes cracks* like grout//
he coodnt kcik an ass* if he rode one//
which he does to the male bum, this is 4 fun//
not to cause beef, but if u stopped rappin it wood be a relief//
after i destroy u call me chief, im a theif~on ~the~streets//
cuz ill steal ur cleats, after i beat ur ass runnin//
your baby's bib around his neck ill be gunnin//

*cracks, all the stuff he sux in, like evryhting
*ass=donkey