wildwest yeah stop talkin shit u know im like michael vick when i look at u u make me sick u not ritch u run if i hit u u get stunned cnow freestle what u from pawhuska i am like bruh dont cap u fat u cant run a lap puff puff pass u smell like ass dont even gas stop talkin shit u a bitch leave u in a ditch im like michael vick u suck u win fights from luck u look like a duck when u go in a car u get stuck u cant rap dont make me snap u so weak u cant even hide in hide n seek u bout to get beat take a seat u cant lead u cant read core part