First, you say you fuck garbage and that I live in the trash
better put some cream on your dick, before you get a rash
Your lyrics are lame like a hockey game without a fight
I could call them whores, cause they're far from tight
Aw, you're just too polite, suck a dick for delight
just call me thirst, and obey me like sprite
I reply to his challenge and he calls me a "dickryder"
he must be a pussy, only eats the apple in a cider
I'm done with you, cuz I ain't got nothing to prove
man, you take so long to write, it ain't no chess move