Listen you fuck you...
A felon & Crack whore makin a bright future W/Visions to Marry honest
Now U live life posting on a wall while ur baby mama challenges her shadow to a staring contest
Ass kills me cos the trash filthy, Smack hit till u down quickly
Ironic U were bout this Crack'N Cave Cos after 1 hit Ur life went down hill & got found guilty
& every thing u write is booty bro...& She got more talent as a nudist art
We know she aint ur ghost writer cos this shiting position ISNT more ass than u producing bars
Droppin hot shit? Stop it! Come out of pocket wen u frail, dummy
Bet u told her u fuk W/Dimes, & she spent the night bent over scrounging change for bail money
Yall creating a child is Vital, Fuk u & this trash thot
Some wear their heart on their sleeves, She uses hers as a target for nuts- takin back shots
U & her aint makin respect, Spree puttin chains round ur necks after words
Damn shame she a Bender, But thank god yall self respect died waaaay before that battler
Nick soft, After that Barc battle Ur kids Tick'd off, u poor bitch
U speak highly bout a Corner Raid When ur Baby mama shoulda Used a can of that to Abort Kid
But u didnt, as a father, this kids discrace
Her mother cant produce cheeks to love..No wonder ur daughter wont let u kiss her face