Let's make this official...
Your barely a pistol and I'm a heat seeking fuk yo shit up missile
Scripter's about as flaming gay for ass as I ever seen a man, gaining play for cash with a steady stroke on hand, twiddling my thumbs waiting for a punch of his to land
A prostitute that kisses? That's like a unicorn, in faggot form, with a butthole so worn, the bitch just stretches and never gets torn
I try not to be such a cynic, but I 'diss with ease' this kid...a clinic...now I'll let you diss all the people that ain't got shit to do with this in a minute, but first let's analyze why your so bitch made and timid
The opening line to your last rhyme...made no sense and was mostly mine. Then you go on to explain how you will hurt me, well you dumb fuck it ain't working. I'm fine meanwhile your manly ego is bruised n' weltered you should take it to the woman's shelter. Last one for saving face, he goes out his way to copy and paste(me coughin')...HEY SCRIPTER, you do that often?