You can't beat shit
Your rap must be slippin'
If you think you can beat me you must be trippin'
You see I gotta way with words
Not like you nerds
I can write songs without the need to smoke a bong
That is not my inspiration
And I see your irritation
None of your rhymes are better than mine
Sure I'm white but I can still fight
Now you say you got a gun But here comes the fun
You think you're great
But all you do is hate
Now it's time to look at fate and see
That there is no MC that is quite like me
Because I'm like an eagle that's just been set free
