[@LHG100]You think you sound good, your raps ain't shit. I get better verses with a roofie hit. You got some gay ass alien as your profile pic, might as well admit you cry to chick flicks. You talk trash to me, you ain't got the cash to be, you have the chance now to flee.

Your verses are phat in no good way, like your momma, out cold and barely okay. My lines are fresh, they're bleeding edge, razor sharp verses of the primordial age. That's how I roll, that's how I win, not by stringing some random words till I get a random grin. This be RPG, not Scientology, your lines as toxic as an effigy. So stop pretending your raps are worth a damn, better step out now and vanish, Alakazam!