Half of the fuckin time that I spent in this game called rap dawgs, Been bouncing bitches off a the back wall like racket ball till I'm black balled and the casket fall, Shit, which one of you cats had called? Allow me to insert a snippit a constructive criticism, Opposition the end result of a botch circumcision that infection led to turn into a train wrecked, tranny tranisiton, Harvard bars, Harry & Lloyds couldn't afford tuition, & if you did, sat still & paid attention, Wouldn't matter, cuz you igors to slump to fuckin get it, Destroy matter, Deploy rapture, Cat nap? sure, Then kidnap ya kids cat they call jasper & find his fuckin head in the mailbox soon after, No laughin matter, No fuckin shtic, You hungry rappers eat a dick, Fore I beat you with a piece a pita stick from like 2006, Almost 10 years later & you still isn't shit, Everybody ride ya dick & say you killin the shit, Truth is, we both know, you ain't real as it get, Copying bitch, with floppy ass tits, that likes to throw fits, I hit you square in ya shit, Dear Dad, I hope you hearing this shit, Every bump heard in the night, that's my spirit & shit, & since I'm dead to you, you dead to rights, I'm serious bitch.