yo i thought u lived on a farm//
you should go back before i set off ur pussy gate alarm//
you are a girl right//
fuck it dont say nothing ur just a plain dike//
i use u as a punching bag before i ever get int a fight//
thats why this fags chest//
swelled up like huge breast//
now u cant wear ur bullet proof vest//
ill shoot u in the back so that the bullet comes out threw ur chest//
dont worry it wont hurt//
ill just tell ur mom that u spilt ketchup all over ur shirt//
then ill bury u 6 feet under the dirt//
with ur favorite pink skirt//
oh yeah and i never forget the lime//
what! u think this would be my 1st time(lol)//
well you are right i am wasting time//
with a fucknut that cant rhyme//