isn't it sad that I'm still beating you 4-0
You should look up 2 me cuz im really ya hero
You couldn't hit me hard if ur ass was a tank
I'd still damage you like a ship that sank
Your talking trash only cuz u got a mouth
you need 2 quit rap cuz u need to get out the house
Your a faggot I stampeed on you and squash you
no1 wanna talk to you cuz ur a posh noob
ya disses don't seem 2 be hitting like der shitting
i think it's the lack of brain cells that ur missing
Poetics is gonna be apologetic After this
after i own u countless times u can't simply master this
it's easy to trash you I just say it 2 harm you
so cut ur wrists i wanna see you die through