Still got to lie in your verses, so pretty sure I was hurtful
Call yourself a wolve, when you're more like a gerbil
I've beat you twice before, to ya shoddy assemble
I'm already 2 and 0, while that's literally the shape your body resembles
To me yes your a toy a kid, be annoyed who gives?
I've never been 38, but that's about as many lines I destroyed you with
Plastered this punk, ya rhymes are trash and just junk
I could never lose the mynd, way I've mastered this monk
Ya flows imroved but ya get deep under
Have you leaking ya waterworks worse than a shitty plumber
So who's lost all his spinach?
I beat your HOF and your not even in it
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