Chopping bricks like karate kinda feel like jon Gotti kinda like that Billie jean boy says I'm kinda mean not gonna lie he smells like beans girl hit me with a pare of skis boy tryna fight he really weak his favorite food is sardines 3 degrees we about to freeze nothing to earn 3rd degree burn I'm at your door and go ding ding Play him like a ping pong my blood is red made him stand there waiting for another pleage and his blood is blue and I'm just telling you so