[Verse 1]

Brain's packed with lines like caine addict's, this insane rap should be strapped in a straight jacket

Scream on the beat like i stepped on a tac and then i attack it in the sloppiest fashion

Constipated attitude, couldn't give a shit if you mad, but i'll gladly gag a fag with a black trash bag

City stay writin despite niggas that smite shit

Critics tryin to dislike, i know they tryin my shit

But my flow is Amy Archered, nigga try and bite it

[Break]

What's the word, word

I'm cool my nigga keep the herbs

[Verse 2]

Lucas snortin, watchin Horton (who is that)

That burb based fucker that's pointin laughing at fags,dag (you mean jaime?)

Good reviews for these rapper with the wackest appeal

Then look my way and assume i have that matress appeal

But sleep tight kid cause most of what i do's in the dark

Then come hard with my flow like a porno star

I'm so..

[Beat stops]

Fuck. Was that the end of the beat?