I got itchy quickly about MCs talking they flow sickly/
When my illness requires a doctor and three nurses with me/
I'm near death when I rhyme so i also bring the hearses with me/
And I don't wanna start a new plague
So I choose not to bring my verses with me/
Not much into battling but you don't wanna versus against me/
I see rap has fallen to the point where except a few are all fake/
Well I'm here to be that insurance like Metlife or Allstate/
I don't hang around the fence cause I been hot, off gate/
With plans to get on 90 percent of ya computers
So I can off Gates/
I got C4 and dynamite planted about to blast the house/
Keep ya bling to yaself, I'm not into flossin'
I got a nasty mouth/