Ok so I might not be faster than a kid named George Watsky
He'd guilt at the sight of me he looks like a gummy and he's silly
I know I'm better and he won't beat me
I take him out of my hair like he's a flea
I don't wanna see this dude try to rap battle me at all
I got a Glock not afraid to use it at all he don't get chicks he won't get no calls
Man look at his hairstyle got a thick widow's peak man
He can call me out if he reads these bars
But I choke my opponent drop em in a car
And then it gets crushed watch Scooby Doo
I got a crew and this man thinks he's a good white rapper he poop
He can't talk or even walk all he douse is stalk
My bars are sharp like the vision of a hawk
Man I rock I'm bout to shock better tighten that lock
Anybody order some knuckle sandwiches
I cut em up make em all get stitches
Cuz man do I hate snitches