You a lame dude,comedy, shits artificial//
Close range,no love,hit ya heart wit pistols//
I dont share the same STRUGGLE as marks that spit flows//
In the dark wit sickles smobbin cars wit triples//
Leave you harmed, wit scars in tissue//
it's M.O.B cement ya kicks,then call you fish food//
Fuck PRIDE,murder you, ya HOMIE,mom sis,pray every slug gets thru//
Bars official,ugly on the mic like a star wit pimples//
Skarekrow,they fear the name like narcs wit dark windows//
On some other shit like mars is His home//
Leave the notepad and pen charred wit thick smoke//
Stay inside kuz it will be hard to rap wit ya chin broke//