Listen buddy I ain't eager to beef,
I need to speak more bleakly, and emmedietly,
This ain't no joke,

I ain't gon argue you with you, even with me,
And even to me its more easy to speaking of beef,
Speaking of beef, u make girls feel like pieces of meat,

You spread a rumor like she's nothing, say she's ugly to me,
And yes me meaning you, like your something to see,
You ain't nuthin mother$#&@er,

Your a bum in the street, and your my friend, yeah I'm sorry,
I don't mean to be mean,
But that's the way its gotta be when you speak and deceive,

This ain't an argument its me $#&@ing being a beast,
Destroying this beat, but %#@! this be easy to me, %#@!,
Give me the mic let me murder it, deserving of sex,

Serving your cervix, and your sternum in a surgical mess,
Maybe I'm blessed, yes, $#&@ it, working nerves into sweat,
Doing my sets, say etcetera to word it the best,

Bourbon in bed, turning green like I'm Kermit wit strep,
The $#&@ing verdict is I'm nervous and I'm sick in the head,
Now listen kiddies give your eargize a rest,

You better quit making rap cause I murdered your rep,