Ur notin' but some15 year ol' white boi tryina spit out sum rhymes/
Even before boxin day ur shits only worth dimes//
Haven't had a bitch since you was in fourth grade/
Ya just scater 'em like ants runin' from a can o' raid//
Your obsession with mens dick sizes can't be healthy/
Neither can the way you sneak into little boys rooms at the stroke of 12 stealthily//
Dick wipped by his bro' whos 30 an' still lives wit his mom/
Ur notin' but afganistan, an my words are a bomb//
It's garbage day an guess what; im takin you out/
I'm sorry princess but ya can't do notin' but sit there an' pout//