You'd better watch out who you're calling into battle,I'll brand your fat a** and herd you like cattle,You're talkin to the Indian dude the MB pimp,comin at me with your weak rhymes I'm gonna make you my gimp,you chimp you know that I'm a boyfriend of your mother's,I'm so fukkin old I spawned your sisters and your brothers,My flow comes down like a typhoon,Your mammas hairy triangle looks like an axe wound,She always wants to f*ck me cuz I'm famous,So I f*cked away the membrane between her p**y and her an*s,her hunger is compulsive for the pole,when I knocked her up with you, you were delivered out her as*hole ( * )You had better think again before you mess with a veteran,come at me with a rhyme and I'll school your a** again