So, you're a Stag of Emerald?
Guess you're green with envy
Of this lyrical beast that resides within me
I need no fancy color for my rhymes to be seen
You claim to be the king but you're really a queen
Now listen up for a rhyme that'll be so mean
Even your family will be bowing to me
You claim to be a stag but I am the predator
I think you need to run your raps by an editor
They're so weak, they make Urkel look great
Your wins will be very low if you keep it at this rate
I believe I just burned you with a lyrical diss
So, step up to the plate if you think you can hit this
Be warned, though, my raps are faster than lightning
That come at a speed that's far more than frightening