Even when sick, Doodled cranks out some amazing verses.

Lyrics:

(Doodled)
You
Flatter than lentils
Proctologist
Hentai with the tendrils
Better botched up
Bitter guy; D pencil
R.A.S.
You're self referential.
Me
Linguist wet dream
Cunning when I'm running to the right scene
Got one enemy, and yeah he be scared
Of one bad memory, couldn't be prepared
Cause I'm stabbin' em
With packets of acronyms
To the abdomen I'm
Backin' up tactical hackers I'm
Slappin' em backwards
Back to their backpacks
'Til they flapjack from sappin em
Me!
I'm assimilating similar similes
Until all of y'all are sick me
But don't pity my epiphany
'Cause all sympathy or pleas
Only common currency to me

(ShobieShy)
We got ShobieShy I’m sick on this, oh
Not as sick as Doodled though,
Hackin’ up a verse like Matrix with a cold
Con’s hit me up, Oh wait no they don’t
Even though I’m great, Doin’ songs with Lulz,
As if it’s fate, That they treat me like foals
I’m getting kinda mad
And i’m feelin’ kinda sad
I be actin’ like a chad
Boastin that I think I’m rad
People come up tell me “baby,
you look like Shady.”
Dude looks like a lady,
“Eminem taste me!”
Fuck that shit
I have my own flow
You can just go
Suck my dick you hoe!
Mothafucka’s thinkin’ you bigga than me? You suck
When all you spit is shit, you cuck
Now I’m done with this track, I’m drunk as fuck
I’m gonna stop writing ‘fore I lose my luck