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