battle against butiikg

I think his name was butiikg this foot boutta cross your but cheek g I heard from the fairies that you tryna do shows but you sound on snow and thats a lyrical blow but change your flow in 2 weeks time we can give it another go after I'm done here I'm heading home big couch you got a small lounge don't ever sing that's cringe you asked me to battle what now you wanna winge that too is cringe I binge watch shows you suck the jam out of toes I lay with pretty hoes you lay with only ghosts ask and I'll host but if you coming prepare yourself for a roast I don't mean to boast but I'm better than you roach