(Yuh)
(Verse 1)
Hey wrld patterns I hope that Diss-Track was a joke, walking around making people choke, with that crap voice that sounds like you smoke.
*(Verse 2)*
I'm not surprised you turned straight into an English teacher, correcting my mistakes with lyrics more boring than an old preacher
*(Verse 3)*
You probably shouldn't have responded at all, with that shit music making people crawl, under their beds and starting to bawl.
*(Verse 4)*
And What the hell do you mean "begging for your mourning"
you know even for an English teacher your pretty boring.
And maybe pull a dictionary out of your ass, because that crappy sound you call music is way back in third class.
*(Chorus)*
Not gonna lie bro I felt sorta bad,
didn't want your sorry ass to get too sad.
When you saw the impact my rap had,
And finally realized your songs are bad.
*(Verse 5)*
At least you got something right in that lame ass shit you call a song,
I did make a footnote in history and I guess it's no mystery.
why you never will make history.
And maybe for your bad breath you should get some listerine.
*(Verse 6)*
Don't you know the only reason I called your garbage song good, it's cuz I was the only one that could.
*(Verse 7)*
My "Basic ryme scheme" keeps you up at night?
Of course it does cause you know im right.
Your repulsive lyrics couldn't win a fight,
All the songs you make are just out of spite, bud its probably about time you learned to write.
*(Verse 8)*
Maybe for you this is a career,
but you shouldn't ask people cause no one cares.
My bars couldn't kill the noise of a whisper of a storm? Shut up kid your lyrics are luke warm..
*(Chorus)*
Not gonna lie bro I felt sorta bad, didn't want your sorry ass to get too sad.
When you saw the impact my rap had,
And finally realized your songs are bad.
*(Outro)*
Your just a retired old king who can't even sing, and your not ready for the wrath im gonna bring
Your lucky I can't fit any more words in this song
I got so many insults for you but the list is too long,