[Verse 1]

The flow is hot and beat is cold again

Angry blonde with white tee, i'm little Eminem

Why is the game suffering from the state it's in

I'ma murder you rappers time to reload the clip again

Grew up with nothing, microwaved food with water

Bullied as a youth, live half my life without a father

The man don’t mean shit to me, I don’t even bother

These kids in the school didn’t like the way I was rapping shit

So I ’ma take advantage of my anger and fucking attack with it

You wanna bully me, I leave you in a cold puddle of blood for messing with me

Why do you think you have the right to take advantage of me

I was on prescription meds for the stress, I try to encounter it

But I don’t give a fuck what category you put me in

I could be white trash, a nobody, and a worthless piece of shit

Those words you’ve been saying to me are gonna get you hit

Give you so much anger you forget what wrist to slit

I lived in this life, so I have the right to say this shit

Nobody cares about ya fake friends and lethal cannabis

Not even my family can’t even help me from the situations in which god gave

Nobody can control me, I’m an uncaged animal fueled with rage

[Hook]

Deal with it, accept this shit

Nobody’s ready for the state of mind I’m in

I spit words that are weapons, no Glock with it

I’m running outta time, break the clock and extend that shit

I tell them deal with it, accept this shit

I’m in the state of mind that Pac attacked B.I.G. in

I’ll hit em up if you try to rock my shit

And fuck you up with the words that are weapons I assault you with

[Verse 2]

You think you insult me with the words I spit, really I don’t give a shit

Hide behind your friends and prove that you’re a bitch

You’re a pussy that grew up his whole life without a dick

I’ma about to attack the beat

Get slapped with a murder case like Drake killing Meek

You’re a two bitches without the cup

Fighting over what Ananaconda’s in your bitches shit

Like I said, Nicki can stand that you still gossip

You just wanna "know, know, know, know" how about fuck no

You claiming you got shit, but Nicki pays your shit and saved your career from being bankrupted tho

Threw you outta the grave, you ain’t Pac and you’ll never be him hoe

No wonder why you hatin' cause you a sorry excuse to Philly

Mixed the cheese and steak, and you fucking fake

It’s seems like your sorry ass can’t catch a break

You’re a groupie more than Nicki for God’s sake

Lil Snupe is rolling in his grave for God’s sake

How are you consider a rapper when you cry and sob more than Drake

You’re a snitch and lying piece of shit

So I’ma make a movie on this diss and fucking flip the script

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I hate the fact that people go behind your back and talk shit

It proves to the world that you're a little bitch

If go on Twitter and say some crazy shit it's about you bitch

Don't start problems that you can't finish, cause in this fight I will win it

You wanna fight with words, I'm good at that

Come outside and try to dismantle me with your fists

I'll come back and destroy you

I'll make sure that you ain't remembered and nobody even knows you

I hate you people, you make an angry and cause me to blackout when i'm mad

Cause once that happens, I ain't accountable for my actions

You either deal wit it, or i'll rock your shit

Send your ass so high faster than a rocketship

Get ready for the lift off, nobody wants to see me pissed off

I flip you off, and beat your ass, proving that you're too soft

You running round Mayweather, i'm about to knock you out

MY hands are like Mike Tyson, taking your fucking ear off

I eat you pussies for breakfast, and chop you up at dinner

Cook you in the oven and feed my dog your liver

I ain't a perfect person, i'ma fucking sinner

I sold my soul to this game to not end up a loser but a fucking winner

[Hook]