I spit verses i aint reheared kid gonna need a doctor and a nurse kid then I'll put you in the hearse kid then close your coffin lid I'll be at the wake give your eulogy eat cake with your family tryin me was a gamble g you could never handle me you a bumble bee son you under me I'm the spider that got your number g got lightning and thunder g a storm created love me a hater thinking bout me later when you forgotten in the coffin rotten but still plotting from beyond the grave son behave I'll make your ghost a slave but you brave to even test me sorry you couldn't best me I'm blessed so I aint pressed see want the rest of me kid dont pester me I do this cleverly don't matter whether we friends or enemies I tend to be a mind bender see no one defending me cuz ill never be a pretender see give you worst of me when you cursing me I'm spittin fluently killin you ruthlessly you just a nuisance to me useless to me can't prove shit to me I stay lit and im fittin to be killin you and your family burn both ends of the candle you just pan handle a rhyme vandle son im more than ample you easily trampled my lyrical stampeed has no need to take heed you a donkey im a steed you can plead for forgiveness but bear witness if i give this you agree im vicious done with you had fun runnin you another youngin who has no clue couldnt rhyme with glue busted your hymen dude stop whining dude I'm just clownin you I'm done downin you I'm out