No.

you're paper planes are bout,
to get swamped in my hurricane,
I could wash away your house lest I refrain,
you think talking about stuff that
really happened makes me insane,
shoot, you're all a bunch of ticks and fleas,
sucking on my n*tz in this,
world full of wannabe's,
your f*cking avatar is of a T.V. show,
so tell me your intellectually superior, ho,
sittin' there watchin, got a bullet in yo head,
I ain't even got to kill u, cuz you're already dead,
the only reason I even come on here,
is cuz the world's too terrified,
to look at themselves without beer,
talkin' 'bout the real person comes out,
u think that's growin' sh*t, ur just a sprout,
tellin' lies 'til you're up to your ears in crap,
you know I got to come along so I can fill the gap,
cuz, there' a huge void between those,
who are real and who are false,
to say the sh*t I did only means I got ba*ls

Hahah. Last I checked, it's my paper airplanes.
And last I checked, it's my motherfuckin' hurricanes.
These force fives will rip your house from it's roots.
And these plane missiles will come aknockin' on your front door.

Say I'm a bunch of ticks and fleas, but you're the only dog here.
You sick motherfuckin' queer, you're sexually attracted to your sister.

You got balls to admit incestuous temptations?
That's the kinda shit that'll get you locked up in police stations.
Good job leaking the biggest story of your life.
All over the world.

The world can't look at themselves without beer,
But that is completely irrelevant, to why you're here.
Son, you come after me and you better get a headshot.
Or I'll sick my planes and hurricanes on yo' btch ass.

Talkin' bout my avatar is from TV?
Yours is from a shitty movie.
Did I say I was superior intellectually?
No, I don't believe I did, but certainly morally.

Alright, there's sht to be done,
So I'm out.

dammit planes that didn't even rhyme,
lookin' at me like I committed a crime?
I don't need a whole lot of time,
cuz I'm already primed,
I'm trying to figure what percentile you're in,
it sure as hell ain't 5 so it must be 10,
or maybe you're one of those 85er's,
comparing you to me's like comparing Bush to Macguyver,
I'm alive or at least trying to be,
not sucking out others blood like a g*ddamn flea,
you see, you never even been in my league,
or anywhere close,
so I'ma end this f*ckin' rhyme while,
you sit and you boast,
to your friends and family, about some,
incestuous perv on the net,
that's your life's accomplishment,
stuff you ain't done yet,
so the next time you come on here,
attempting to dis' the guy you're pursuing,
remember I violated you on the net,
so since you don't know me,
I guess you won't be suing,
next time think about what you're doing,
before you come on here battling a guy,
whose much more fluent, and congruent,
cuz it's yourself that you're screwing.

Yeah. Fluent in being a bitch.

But hey, at least my user title
Doesn't beg someone to love me.
Would you like some cheese with that whine?

That guy with the cane, who's falling?
He could write better poetry than you.
It's something you don't know how to do.
So write your self-pity crap while I'm publishing.

You mindfuck your sister,
And wonder why we all got a higher score?
And the only person you ever violated was in your immediate family.
You flat-out admitted you liked her twin cities.

While I'm sippin' the sweet nector of victory,
You'll be shining my shoes for me.
I think it'll be the first time your on your knees,
Not sucking a dick.

Hey, I don't suck blood, or anything else.
I'm usually quite the compassionate.
But I got no respect for you, or what you do.
You motherfuckin' piece of shit.

Talk about congruence?
Your mentally unbalanced.
Your brain cells they told me so.
You actually bragged about nailing a ho.

So create a debonair facade.
While your sister whacks your rod.
Your overage pseudo-intellectuality
Knows no bounds, does it, sex offender?
Hateful predator.

The only thing about you that is primed,
Is your dick for that load
Your about to shoot,
While thinking of your mother.

So It's about nine, and I've covered a lot of topics
So I'm just gonna go.

go ahead and diss me all you want,
go ahead, curse me and taunt,
if you wanted to come in here and take my pride,
you're getting ready for a very bumpy ride,
I'm in here preaching and teaching,
you're in here sucking and leeching,
does it make you feel good to go after
someone who's honest,
why don't you go battle someone,
who takes ebonyx,
because it's clear you're either 85 or 10,
still laughing at me when I'm doing zen,
you're gonna go ahead and use
same sh*t every time,
unless you got something new, don't bother,
I've already read that rhyme,
you like going against people who are,
smaller than you,
you needed my honesty for leverage,
but now that I got you in here,
let me give you a beverage,
'cuz you're gonna be in here a while,
you're in here baby stepping,
I've walked a long a*s mile,
so go ahead and kill ants,
with your microscope,
while I'll be breaking bread w/ the pope,
and we'll come back tomorrow,
and see what rhymes you've borrowed,
but I warn you, you're gonna be full of sorrow,
bcuz most rappers talk about f*cking your mom,
or you f*cking your mom, but I would abandon it,
I gave you that poison, you fed it back,
to me and I'm still f*cking standing

That doesn't even deserve a response. That sucked.

yeah, but think about this; I've got 100 more posts than you, and haven't been here as long, + I can beat you in the arcade.

Look who got served a tray of boosh kabooya

You have more posts then him, but he still contributes more. Amazing.

80% of those involve masturbating to your sister, shoving things up your ass, and overall being creepy as **** though