What happened to your voice Did the aliens abduct you Tryna make a diss track But hey I have no clue What you’re saying And maybe you’re playing But I’m back with a roast That’ll turn your board to toast And you were just this close To making a good song and a good rap With some good bars but it’s just crap Your hair sucks how bout that Your track ticked, “THAT’S TWO LAPS!” Using similes, surprised you knew they existed I thought your bars were good but then it just drifted Saying “you suck” and “you suck” I do suck, I suck in knowledge That’s why I’m goin up and yeah I’m on my way to college Was it a disc track or diss track Can’t tell cause your spelling’s really bad Oh yeah, and I got you some snacks A box O’ Chops and a bigger cack Got rhyme schemes that’ll end your life Flamin’ bars that’ll steal yo wife Call me Rustty D cause I oxidize Lose negativity it’s no surprise That when I flow it seems pretty nice I get double 6s when I roll the die Great life it’s no lie When you hear the end of this you will cry And before you say anything, check your grammar twice Cause it’s I ride a bike not I ride bike I’M OUT