for your health. What, me angry? I'm not trying to be mad at an elf. You think you're nuts? Then try tea-bagging yourself. I'm not impressed. You're not the best. A bunch of downloads, sending me share codes, career trapped in a blog, nobody really knows that you're lost in a fog or how your song goes. What's wrong with this picture where are your live shows? So you're the best outta - 'cause you're the best shouter. It's been the best you can do, you got the best router. Illest amounts of RAM, processor high-power, laser mouse wireless paired with the fly tower. So this is rap now? It's just a bunch of crap most of you cats you need to crack down. Now check the facts how - became the straw that really broke the back, just realize you're pushin' wack sounds. Exact-ly. I can tell you're happy with all your history downloads, but ain't got jack on the barcodes. It's all free - none of it gets sold, it's so wack. You ain't yet - started with dues owed. Old-school new-school need to learn though. I don't care who you battled when you had a permed fro. I'm not concerned, watch you burn, rock it turbo, and run laps around the world before you say the word 'go'. Not new to it, I'm true to it - been doin' it kid. Drop jewels on your boo so you ruin your crib. Dude - I'm not dissin'- she's