got to rack ‘‘em up

There was this bully, right Didn't even seem like the bully type Walked right up to me and told me, "You look like a cookie bite" I said, "You could be right But me, I'm not the lookie type" So I walked away, and then he hit me with a baseball bat He said, "Did I say you could walk away, Nigga?" I responded, "No" and then he hit me with an eight punch All up in my face And then I lost my patience So I spinned around and whipped out two of my lil guns He said, "Oh, no" and then he tried to run away But I said, "Oh, no, no, lil' homie, you messed up my day" So I caught up to him and I punch him in the face He said, "Ahahahaha" then he hit me with some mace It left a taste, but Then I looked at him and said, "I'm 'bout to put you in your place