To Dj Anarkist...a.k.a. bitch a.k.a homothug a.k.a whack ass rapper 
Yo fuck anarkist, he cant handle this, he comes wit punch lines 
but i man handle fists, so u burnt out wit anything in ya magic hat... 
through your words i can tell u had a tragic past.. since when do faggets last? 
imma show u how i can destroy your name in one post 
i'm not tryna be funny but u can call it a roast, 
i under exaggerated when i called you gay, cuz u suck more than most 
u cant reply to this cuz i'll deny your spit, its not my fault u rely on talkin shit 
you a walking clit, bitch whats wit this, you come back and back for more 
hoping you'll spit at someone wit rhymes worst than yours 
get kicked out of trshady's doors, because your jots are poor 
rocked ya floor when you read this free, im sendin electricity through ya body 
applyin pain to your flave, cuz i got rage and your jus gay, you coward 
leave you soaked wit shame like you got out tha shower 
send you flowers embedded wit powers, because you cant hack it 
and i sent them in advance for you to hold in your casket 
while im spittin flames like a dragon im shittin names like Anarkist the DJ 
fuck that i'll only mention ya name when im lookin for a BJ, 
but decieve you and cut out ya kidney, bring em home, show my boys then send em back to Sydney, then ya boys make songs bout you like Diddy 
please you just a rat like Mickey, nah Minnie cuz you like the tip on ya lips 
im ripped and im flipped, i'm sick and ya shit, i'm dick and you clit 
remember this everytime you sign on to spit... homothug
			





