u’re Resin’s greatest biter & even u know its lame inside ya
So if Burd just started his own clothing line u know that shirt was made in China
Mr. gay designer, how this skinny knuck think he’s a ladies guy?
U don’t want me to aim at ur heart… I’ve been playin duck hunt since like 85
crazy lies, u posin hard looks forced cuz u aren’t a mild threat
u tryin to take us for a long ride but its like ur ganster’s inner child keeps asking… can I smile yet?!
u got that I bit ur style rep, & ur wins are suspect…yes kid, face it
u act like u don’t take this text shit serious rocking half ya buddy list’s friendship bracelets
ur best is basic, we all know u're crooked don't know why u hide shit
u the biggest cheater breathing... & if that is ur nose bone then scent must be the side chick
its time u die, trick… cuz here is where all grudges are settled
u dont have a shot at filling my spot... Only thing u armed with is an abundance of freckles
ur poor taste of styles not even funded in ghettos … this homo is a wreck
ur fashion proves u either have a tight budget or ur oxygen’s playing marco polo with ur neck
I’ll show no respect, I ripped the real legends in ur crew into bits
u’re really not Dohpe… & u don’t have to get drunk to admit u’re under Blue’s influence
prove different bitch, u’re the biggest biting fraud to do this
all ur concepts are head scratchers… I mean u even have the scars to prove it
rip u apart; conclude it, don’t know why this lame guy’s all gassed
if that’s a military cut… then the sergeant ignored the equal gay rights law passed