dawg dont gwan like yo' hard when you look like a nerd,
you stand ther wit no shirt ..plus you dont play wit'no birds,
ya i gott'em soldiers.. and they comin in the herdz,
set yu on fire, and sprinkle you with salt to intensify the burns,
'dream aint playin' ther i go again, speakin in the third,
'dream your crazy' comments of no concern,
you spit the kinda shit, that makes me see you believe your from compten,
dont front cuz your not, we all seen your profile.. yo'from Wisconsin,
the U.S.A's forgottin state.. like tree's wit no papes,
or dream n D chillin, no way.. that we cud relate,
your a skinny little kid who still watches cartoons,
and i aint talkin bout the Family Guy, I meen shit like the 'loonie toons'
and im from the hood.. born, raised and neva crossed,
call me mr light bulb, cuz im bringing heat witta hundred thousand watts,
i kno what your thinking 'oh shit ive alredy lost'
each line is burnin.. you can also call me hott sauce,
i change shapes like math teachers,
like a boiler room dude, i got mad heaters,
redy to consume.. are these bash beaters,
the only reasons crews are weak are cuz most of them are taught to be cheaters,