That last verse you spit, God damn It was nonsense
That stereotypical mexican shit, It was garbage
You think I get scared of you?, Cuz you "Blast text all day"
Cuz you b "Using metaphors, punchlines, and words" in faggot ass ways
Hell nah bitch, Fuck you, You weak
Betta ask permission from me for you to speak
It's sad, because my 7 year old sister could beat you up lyrically
And I got a 3 year old cousin that could beat you up physically
Get ya ass back to school, go to college, don't fucking rap
The Kriss Kross intro sums it all up, Yo raps be "Wickedy Wickedy WHACK!"