They say birds of a feather, flock together - thats you's all over - to do whatever. To endeavor? -- trying to be clever, with your I.Q's - my money's on never.

Well look at you's - ain't love so grand, doing yall thing all hand 'n' hand - in the publics eye you form your band.
A band that's a joke, all over the land.

Ace -- he has found a friend, who's broken ass he's trying to mend.
That's TeddiBee, the teddy-bear who's sexual orientation, only Ace knows where. Ol Teddy-Bear you fuck'n queer - you and Ace will live in fear.

That's why - you made a pact - cause going alone - you just got spat.
Spat -- splat on the floor, your punk arse rhymes were showed the door.
Don't make me laugh - I can't take no more, my lungs sore cause you so poor.
Poor at pulling rhyme - don't yall know? when it's your time.

Well thats all folk - just declaring -
WHAT A FUCK'N JOKE!

Well once again we got a cat wanting to test me,well come in and pray to GOd cause I'm bless thee,have you on your knee's at confession prayin for forgivness,you stupid dog I win this,propheticaly deliverin hip hop scriptures,you just becoame one of my congregational ladies ,nigga's bow down and give me my respect and money,talkin bout IQ's dog you the idiot,you just mad cause lyrically you can't get it,and my boy ACE yall can stop hatin cause ya'll can't get with him lyrically, come at us when ya'll can get lyrical,as matter of fact ya'll just been blessed nigg'a clap ya hands,prray to God and spritual