I used to be active used to reactin to fools who be wackin,
I used to refuse to be passive, infact to be cool is attractive,
But, fools who dispatch diss after diss, kiss my shoe with a fat lip,
I`m bruisin with ass kicks when foes choose to be frantic,
Dudes too pedantic to see the rue of said antics,
Food of red ant sticks to my shoe like semantics,
Your goo is some stank shit and semantics is Meaning,
Meanin' the meanin' of words speakin' in language
You wank bitch, get left weepin' bleedin' in Anguish,
Leavin you vanquished I vanish to banish another day
Man is ur mother gay? Your brother swears she`s the other way,
If she`s a lesbian she best be in to orgies and threesomes
Cos I need a mature whore to keep me horny till she cums,
When my seed comes it erupts n busts all over the teeth/gums,
Cos each mums got peach buns when their labelled milf,
And usually their boobs`ll be suffice to keep my cable stiff,
You could hit my dick with a grid iron stick and not dis-able it,
And this shit is a quick spit, suck dick if ya lable the fable shit!!