On your fish skull i'll stomp and tuck your corpse down the vault
Cause you not good enough to put your tongue on my butt
Is fake thugs like you that talk but will never react
You too inert, your flow's weak, don't see the force it exerts
Aint no slugs, is just the blood that pumps from your heart
But i'll make it stop, cause i'm about to tear your lungs apart