my last breathe an am strugglin ,huffin and puffin,
to keep going sleep wanna do it, but screw it,
gotta advoid it for now like that swine flu shit,
keep it under rap's cause perhaps if a relapse,
to when used to be lazy, till a heard snap's and the claps,
hip hop got me off my feet a absorded it like blood on a tampax,
but for the good of hip hop am annoyed by wack's,
who destroyed the track's tell'em they ignore the fact's,
lil wayne's a martian ? so he claim's fuck off to where you reign,
so we can repair the pain, cause your lyric's are tiring,
used and over abused like by your daddy birdman,
that's why a figuire he made the song lollipop fuck him,
a slut an am chuckin, with this freestyle some punches at him,
do crunches but ain't building six pack's that's the spine in his back an,
he probably make six track's about a ba-ba-ba bad back man,
remove this stain like vanish unseeable like saddam in afghanistan,
