right off the bat- I’mma hit a homer like Bonds does//
with a pitch driven home with “Insight” like Honda’s//
Da Robber callin me a hoe? I’m not belivin this kid//
To quote Tim- I’mma make him my bitch like Dvious did//
leavin ya wig, in two- make that fo’ pieces//
you could never get the upper “hand” on this “pros-thesis”//
hoe believe this- I’ve forgotten better rhymes than you jot down//
once I’m finished- to piss, this bitch’ll need to squat now//
fo real… he don’t grasp the gravity of the situation//
so he’ll… gasp when I savagely liquidate him//
inundate em- my current flow’s rapid//
an urgent deterrent to a robber- dog I’m like Cujo rabid//
step into my backyard- ya make a nice midnight snack//
grip ya hair- get to the root of my problems like where ya headlice nap//
ya neck might snap- a death sentence to annoy seak//
my “capital” punishment- change ya name to “I-DA-HO” like Boise//