Dear Messiah aka KaLeeF,
Audio U're dope. A fake off mics tho and Know I'll win.
Cuz in text U're a straight up push over like bowlin pins.
Ur soul is thin, take ideas from my verse, but stay soft.
This RBL tho, Not NBA so why U need a playoff?
Get no pussy, Play videogames and stay a slob.
This geek bought HeadHunter hopin for a blowjob.
And never post good punches, So why lie now?
The only straight lines U got is Ur eyebrows!
Cry now? U knew I'd win, I rhyme hot. KaLeeF? His mind shot.
He so fake Spike TV gave 'em it's Monday Night 9 O'clock time slot!
This a frustration venter. We know U ain't a winner.
Since U got more L's than fans at Staple Center.
Ur win record? I'll make it thinner, Text? Stay calm and quit it.
Cuz takin a loss is ideal for you, So common get it.
U're NOT seen as fluent. Get help from crews, U're seen as stupid.
U wanna 'Cop' a win, But need a whole Swat Team to do it.
Stupid u're not good, U're gay. Don't touch my chest, b.
Cuz pushin the buttons on my shirt WILL NOT help u impress me.
Now get wise. Over used space in Ur verse, Dunno why this kid tries.
We know U only use long bars to make up for Ur dick size!
U just got served..
