If young metro don't trust you, you're gay like shivam
You like Jess Kowal
You jerk off to that topshopgirls haul
To cover that sh** up you said you like Nidhi Kunigal
Your f**ing scrawny and weak, all you play is 2 hand touch football
Playing football your bones would crack in half
I'll be standing in the corner and I will just laugh
Why the f** do you look like a down syndrome giraffe
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
You look like a cricket
Too much of an idiot to get those triple digits
You have f**ing tay sachs
You definitely don't have a ball sack
You dont have a dick to f**ing climax
You should go and s** on Sohan Biswas´ sax
Shivam, you constantly wear a broncos shirt
It's too f**ing big on you it looks like you're wearing a skirt
Now, your go to outfit is a polo shirt with wrinkly a** slacks
When I look in your ear, all I see is a ball of earwax
Cheater
Cheater
Cheater
You're such a f**ing cheater
Stealing DBQ prompts, I'm about to tell your teacher
Davis Myers
Last time I heard, she doesn't like liars
Im bout spread this sh** like how ayush goradia puts up fliers
You don't deserve honors chemistry
Recommendation gonna change it's only tentatively
To Geophysical
To you that would be typical
Its not hard to describe
That you go against the indian stereotype
Thattopshopgirl
You dream about her giving you a 360 twirl
78 on the geometry midterm i am about to hurl
You s** at geometry
Your brown that is a catastrophe
You'll never lose your virginity
Go back to Algebra 1 and solve a linear equation
Go back to Algebra 1 and solve a system by elimination
Go back to Elementary and learn your multiplication
Then k** yourself because your genes are not needed for the next generation
You like dicks up your rectum
You need to memorize every single theorem
You can't solve one f**ing algorithm
Your a disgrace to hinduism
Why you always lying
Your probably f**ing cryin
You have brown skin
You're gay go s** on quinn
You have a down syndrome chin
That mouse jess kowal is what you wanna be in
Your part of Swadhyay
Before every meal you pray
Don't k** yourself yet we're only halfway
This track is so lit I'm bout to v-day
Do you have autism?
Do you have down syndrome?
Your S.P.I.E.S have been affected
That is something that cannot be rejected
If you want to know what is my phobia
It is antonia
That b**h from nigeria
I am not done, bout to cook you more
Your mom is a lesbian crack who*e
You looks like a cancerous dinosaur
Your autistic a** isn't even a carnivore
You're a vegetarian
You like a retarded librarian
(Mr Rowand lookin a**)
Your gla**es makes you look like harry potter
You look like my future premature granddaughter
You make me wanna commit manslaughter
I am bout' to shove your a** into a locker
If you continue, your gonna become the next dante walker
Third estate
You struggle with your weight
You struggle with the food on your plate
Checkmate
I'm bout to chop your a** into sodium nitrate
When was the last time you f**ing ate
Shivam Gandhi
I am bout' to hang your a** on a tree
Your retarded and you will never get your bachelor's degree
You know what is not lowkey
It is that you have signs of h*mos**uality
Its 1-0 h*mo, call me steph curry
XOTIK ON THE MIC b*tch
Call my raps trash
You knew id make a diss track
Do you still run track?
The way you run you should probably stop that
DJ PANEER TIKKA
Hey hey his name is Shivam
He wants to ask Jess kowal to prom
He forgot that she's taller than him
Motherf**er should go hit the gym
When everyone found out about Jess, u said "I shouldn't have trusted u"
Hey f*ggot, remember, it was u
Who told everyone who shibi was in love with
Even though he told u to keep it a secret
Tellin everyone who I like as well
Motherf**ing hypocrite, go to hell
You have no motherf**ing cla**
Mouth wider than Richard Sherman, lookin a**
Voice got a higher pitch than Jay
Sound like a kid that hasnt even hit puberty, hey
"Ow mother f**er!" Is what you scream
When Nikhil reddy comes in your wet dream
He's skinnier than Mihir Ranade
Coming into robotics lookin all gay
Taking dumba** snapchats of Mrigank Jain
Hey man, they're hella lame
DJ Paneer Tikka on the mic
I'm sorry for whatever I just said to you, PSYCH!
Now I gotta go, I've said enough
Btw, your girl just told me she likes it real rough