Aye! I heard you was dissing on the low wanna catch this pole I'm make yo body slump like gump you hoe you wish you was an vro but nothing but an hoe you got swiss cheese In you from the pole leave his corpse in the dark for no alert to go tryed to fly away like Cosmo but I'll leave you like designer your an finery built like an refinery you thought you was an winner nigga ain't no chicken dinners you ain't an winner your lame but your ashamed your in hall of lame you pile of trash hull ass before I pedal to the metal to find you ain't no running ain't grinning like grimish you fishy yeti you wish you was sweaty ima fade if you want yo name in grave like I'm real your fake like an cake strike thunder down on this fucking clown as I frown In disappointment .