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!