sykopad: 1st of u a baby kangaroo that shud have stayed in mums pouch/my rhymes hurt every1 and make them scream out ur name!ouch/lol il always stay ontop like sour crout/im like booze u cant handl e il make u black out/banging on u like the back of a drum/droping fresh shxt like the mics in my bum/ur mum calls me demon cos ima hell of a mate/i call u cellulite cos u only extra weight/u coudnt defeat me if u had a cheat book/cos i roast beef call me a beef cook/i say dats enuf....u a waiste of a heart