Whine-bitch-whine, bitch-whine-bitch
grow a pair, butch up, cause I'm sick of this shit
your rhymes need fixin' cause they lame and grotesque
that's what you get for jackin' dick and cruisin' for man sex

I'm here to smash your nugget claw hamma hard hittin / spittle spittin / text or written / no bullshittin / make a collage with your obituary clippins / your clock is tickin get ta' snitchin / save yourself quit ya bitchin'/ I got your girl tea baggin cause you know she like lickin'....

It was aiight...but I've seen much better. Stay in the lab and work on the skills. You'll be aiight.