Mothafugcka's quoting Eminem's "Fu*k Off" as though he owns that bitch of a song.  You just stole ALL the lines outta that song and expect your weak azz rhymes to match my consistency and flow.  WTF?  You just failed the school of Hard Knocks for plagiarism (Being it's Principal, I've given the go for your expulsion from its premises, shit-fugck).  I'll battle you and your mama, and stab to death your baby- mama.  I take it to the street in case ya haven't heard, slugs in my pocket and gats in my jacket, And your whole family ends up in a hearse.  Beat that flow, SOB!!  You think you may have a few tricks but compared to my bank of tricks, you're still a pauper.  I own you mothafugcka and your goddamn mama too!!

Competition there ain't none, coz I shine high like the sun.