Battle #2

So.

Here we are again right back in the octagon fightin' it

out with a bout like iron man vs. some random fireman.

Are you really divin' in? Or are up with some half baked crap?

Take some some vitamins. Cause we need to boost your rhyming up.

So you think you can run agianst me.

Fag don't test me. I'm not impressed, see.

I guess you're not that interesting.

But why invest the time to breastfeed the bullshit baby rhymes you're nesting?

But I'm just guessing you're trying to get me scared.

Oh no! I'm so buttered up! I fucked up challenging this stubborn fuck!

See, that's the magic of Summer cause

now I've got the time to tap your mother's butt.

Mothafucka, don't push your luck.

This is fisticuffs.

Are you pissed or what?

I'll assume you wanna hit me, but

I guess I'm just to real to touch.

Don't feel you much.

You're truly fucked.

You must vapin' too much, cause you're head's fucked up.

But it seems to me that you're trying to

think of jing-a-lings to start rhyming to

Are you crying, dude?

Must be why you choose not to show me your face, cause if I see you,

Then I'm finding you in the ICU of Lebonhour.

You're honestly icy too.

But heyyyy, don't be a stick in the mud.

Cause it's no secret that you suck, and swallow.

Don't wallow in the muck. Cause something's for sure.

I don't give a fuck.