Yo, hang up ya mic
Log out and leave the board
Get out while it's good, before you make us bored
Freestylin' is supposed to be fun, not a chore
I can go on and on 'bout yo momma, yo shoes, ya clothes, ya booze
But let's be straight, real dudes
This is a popularity contest of post counts
And somehow your whining about my money makes higher amounts
BigTed, BigRed, big names all heard before
Here's a thought so fast it's hard for Shakespeare to score
I'm first to spit, last to quit
I've been workin, you been beggin for a hit
Stop stop, bring it all to crashes
I'm bulking up, you plucking eye lashes
It's a game of temporary shame
Vote for me or you have to date this dame
God Blessa!