Cardnial crime there Mr "Look at me I'm Big Time" Ya round two was two times mine, can't big up in just 16 lines? Ya blind? Ya find it hard to count past nine? Ya bed time? I'm bringin juice you bringin sour worthless lemon rind Took Ax at a rave once shit was like featherweight angel dust Ya little angel innocent four year old mama tit suckin tantrum throwin plastic underpants bubble blowin crybaby only child, parents knowin the disservice to the world they owin used a jimmy hat next time Yo my allowance was givin ya that easy round two ya blew Ya blew like y'a pro got some tracks you workin too? Biatch Street trash is for the dump oh sorry that's ya home ya chump Well grab an ice pack from ya feezer ya aim is lousy and ya bleedin Titanium frame broke ya knuckles and shed ya misconception When you was made they misconceived ya doctors happy just ta leave ya Parents had to drown their sorrows cause they couldn't just drown ya Now I have to bring you up, set you up, then go and down ya ya Star Trek referencin cross dressing Uhara look-a-like golf pro yuppy clown ya So reference round one of my map of mastered axis x claimed my mastery of you, y ya bother tryin to get next ya deaf as well as blind so listen up son when ya told Pop-a J knows ya just a kid and z axis was tha motha-load