¡KARMA!

You be dissin’ me Just cuz my rhymes than you rapping and throw in’ signs Get it right Yo mama should’ve told you karma gonna bite All people care about is who gonna win in a a fight Don’t be sayin’ I’m wrong cuz you know I’m right You diss my rhymes cuz of my height Haha Yo, I’m a fighter not a lover So you can cry to yo mother Ask her what she cooking for supper Now All yo haters gonna throw you in the gutter