Lyrics:

Calling Mr. RhymeSmoke, where ya get ya fine jokes, how'd ya get ya mind woke? Don't take a psychic to know I'ma take that lie I spit an hike it. He don't like the attention when I mention the bitches got him sittin, friend zoned never hittin end zone, Odin send this kid home. Skipped past A, B, C to get that D from exwhyzee and next might be the hungry meat from some young beast slapping dungeries. No one relaxin, got em all askin why I rollin notepads, lackin skills this goat has. When ya grow the gonads you'll be packin hyperboles smacking him verbally, then ya sure to be gettin ya RhymeSmoked herbaly. Hey there sister RhymeSmoke, why you spy on fine folks, is it that ya mind's broke? Concise's side chick, he try an ride it. The dawn, it rises, if ya went an diced it, here's two dicks who gone n sliced it. You pussies turnin ladies, pushin won't birth no babies. No balls on Smoke's scene currently, call ya goat's scheme urgently. Read my lines vertically, get reassigned surgically. I'll get ya RhymeSmoked Herbally.

Nice little diss track. Would love to hear another minute with some more content and ruthlessness.. overall no bad..

I'm a give this a solid 7... like FLAKO said I wanted to hear something more brutal coming for Rhyme Smoke. Something like the Trixx diss if not harder. But this was decent loved the flow and song could of been longer, at least two full verses.

Still need to hear it thru my headphones, can't find them hoes ...

That all!! 

Mad fast tho...

Yeah Smoke, that's all lol. I focused too hard on rhyme and syllable placement in order to "smoke rhymes". That and I ran out rhymes for 'herbally' and didn't wanna recycle the same shit