anybody wanna battle me I'm ready anytime and I hope you got all my double entendres *Lyrics Below* just gonna say what comes to mind i make these crunk junk funk punk rhymes i keep on tryin to spit my mind saliva dryin my brain tongue tied and and you unkind making punchlines in the lunch lines while im confined to this empty stool but your bladders full like a second grader makin yellow pools breakin teacher's rules so your excused let your school loose you need principles to keep you in line im not even tryin and your tough times are pitiful i lit a full can full of edibles no they aint medical its theoretical like your head is full of this chemical its called benadryl twist your head until cheese spraying on you meltin in you like fondue dip my meat in taste the heat man counting down like one two sorry forgot how numbers worked i remember nerf i cant even talk now im the worst but youre the jerk and im dr hurts you gonna hear my Hertz when i say the words finishin up but im never done never had this so much fun cant live without it its like my vitals so much hate ill call you Revival but your not my idol so dont steal my eyeholes you wont catch my eye tho you are not a marshal artist like Marshall Mathers