i hear you talking shit,bro you think you're heat please bow down and kiss my ass to defeat you're barely mince meat stop with street talk,and start to do street walk lock yourself in and tell me this,how you gonna battle with sick shit that i spit bitch see you flappin your jaws.prepare to be thrown in the ocean or prefer to be served with claws because I'm the transformer knock on the absolute death you may make so take this and wait for another dismembering, remembering the tethering of your dream and how it was miced to pieces believe in yourself please,to solve you now you'll be needin