Battle.

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

They used to hate my face like the grapes they ate was sour

generator flow I shocked everyone with this raw power

Found this goofy rapper, saw him singing in the shower

So imma spit him up straight merked him

blood squirtin on the walls, and i aint even nervous at all

somebody call the coroner, cuz bitch i'm on the border

of goin christopher dorner on all who enforce order

Its true tho, i'm throwin em around like it's judo

toss em down on the ground and squash em like sumo

submission flow got em guillotined choked

these rappers tappin out but i'm not lettin go

yo actually ya end could happen much more tragically

with bombs strapped to me, attached to my anatomy

i stroll into ya studio behavin all casually

and blow myself up makin everyone a causality

who wanna battle me?