This is the Ali Disstrack, time to face the facts Your rhymes are weak, your flow is wack You think you're a hacker, but you're just a bomber It's time to step down, and give your career the sack Some say you're a fighter, some say you're a champ But when it comes to rap, you're just a little shrimp You think you're smooth, you think you're slick But Ali, your rhymes are quick to make us sick I don’t give two fuck if u wanna call me fat Your hair is so wack you should go put on a hat And now that u left Bourget This song goes hard gonna make u forget Now let’s talk about your sister How old is she? Did she know that her brother is a nerd He’s coming out like a pack of nerd’s (gay) Yeah, I'm feelin' heated, man, my anger's on fire Can't control my temper, shit's about to expire Ali let’s talk about the lies you’ve told Do you really think that they’d uphold A guy that probably bathed with his sister Probably wants to have sex with his mother Ali I used to be a fan of you Rap wasn’t something you should break into Your flows dead your bars are dead and I think your hairline pretty rude Obsessed with how much I weigh Is it all you really have to say. Now let’s talk about your unibrow It’s as worse then AD’s Your friends act like TP’s And I have your mom coming for my groupies