(Chorus) Don't talk shit 'bout me, I won't talk shit 'bout you, In the jungle's stench, truth rings true. (Verse 1) Malik Bradley, heed my words, Devil can't stop me, God's not your cure. Why the tears, Malik, save your own fate, Or on the shelf, your lies I'll grate. (Chorus) Don't talk shit 'bout me, I won't talk shit 'bout you, In the jungle's stench, truth rings true. (Verse 2) X mark and mail, certified diss on its way, Aries gone, Mr. Stinko's dismay. Rumors true, God of War takes your throne, Nefarious deeds, in lies you drown. (Chorus) Don't talk shit 'bout me, I won't talk shit 'bout you, In the jungle's stench, truth rings true. (Bridge) Stink demise, skunk Vader's fall, Verdict hits, unethical trader stands tall. Soap and water, wash away the grime, Kratos' wrath, it's judgment time. (Chorus) Don't talk shit 'bout me, I won't talk shit 'bout you, In the jungle's stench, truth rings true. I know you bopping straight dropping to the music toooo Mr stinky don’t even fight it or bite it, don’t even he hide nor try it. It’s on repeat, nigga u cheat, u smell dirt on feet, You smell like a lighter that burnt cheese, why does you hair look like greasy ass peas! Nigga you smell back away or suck this D, you’re gonna stop touching me because you smell like you don’t even have a degree. Look I know you want my autograph like a stinky ass fan, But in reality, you’ll never be a part of the Mr. X-clan, omg being dirt must hurt! Wait you Want to listen to my audio, nigga no worries you can still buy it, forever on auto pilot.