got off the phone with my punk ass lil bro two face in this a Gotham he da type nigga do crack lie wonder why he rock staying at rock bottom i try ta help dis respect from no man well i ever accept..do u like a bitch why ball my fist hit with a open hand slap when its fight or flight u ran Everytime i save yo ass if i didnt i got da ass whipping dats why u soft as glass chins on a ball chin nee yin we gone see ive beating yo ass since we was lil guess it time ta take back ta when we was kids again...u soft ive been dangerous u scared of what danger really is...the tuff ness got from seeing me do my thing...type to get mad nd wanna use shit when spoke about in private as leverage becus u in yo feelingss see what ive been saying feelings bad for business...if that aint bitch shit i dont know what iis...