Let's count the factors, your played, dumb, gay as hell
& when we atom together, it's easy to see ya aint stable as well
Aint mushroom fo' ya wack crew, they lettuce diss 'em, fuck
i'll have ya'll garden your pride, when I say olive you suck
I'll make you trip up, slip up, wack is what your called
You'll head off to a loss with no decapitation involved
'm ill, this guy just loves the dick
Island my punches, and yours? Jamaicin me sick