[Verse]

Ay, Crispy packin’ a strand of vermicelli, can’t get no girls, but don’t act you ain’t begging

Bitch, you ain’t asexual, you just can’t be sexual, because you’re ugly and smelly

And no girl wants your shit jammed in her, cause you made of jelly, but also I know you a celi-

-Bate, cause the only time you’ve eaten out was at the motherfucking deli

So you resort to dicks, that’s why you always get checked whenever you act rude

Tried to diss KO-Doomzday and he smacked you, then CSL whooped your ass too

That’s facts dude, and then you fought GoldenShower and couldn’t even beat that fool

Bitch, maybe that’s why you got an STI, because everybody clapped you

But the only time this bitch can get the chicks laughin’ is when he shows him the thin-ass pin

That this prick’s packin,’ but I bet it gets an expansion when you see little kids nappin’

Or a toddler throwin’ a big tantrum, it gets your dick standin,’ don’t lie, and quit cappin’

Like bitch, can it, cause I’m calling Chris Hansen so fucking sit, trashman

Yeah, no underage kid should be with Crispy in private, I know you like em tight, bitch

Can’t even be drivin’ past a preschool without getting excited, don’t deny it

You on that P Diddy shit, like a polygraph, that’s why you call yourself the lightest

Like me saying “no shade,” cause with all the shit going over your head, you ain’t the brightest

Yeah, claiming you took psilocin, well I ain’t Interstellar, but I’m a skeptic

Cause when it comes to smarts, this guy’s pathetic, and he’s quite eccentric

And my impression was hallicinogens are supposed to make your mind eclectic

But yo brain don’t take up much room, so I don’t think you on psychedelics

Yeah, and fuck greendrilla, pussy wanna throw jabs and prop anti-X Factor diss songs

Quit riding their 2 inch dongs, cause I know they your favorite things to sit on

Getting passed around by them opps, so quit claiming you a victim of HotSanta and his squad

Cause taking Crispy’s dick in your ass was the only time you’ve ever been logged

You couldn’t get pussy if you climbed Mount Doom, but it’s like I’m signing an IOU

Cause the bitches I fuck are fine, but dude I can’t say the same for Y-O-U

Can’t make ends meet so you cry and hoot, figures are hard for you to find, it’s true

That’s why you got 10 guys frosting yo ass, cause that’s the only time all eyes on you

Like a spider, bruh, I’ll exterminate yo ass, cause I think you parasites are chumps

But how can you be a web designer, huh? When I’m the one who’s fighting bugs

And I know your dick can’t even produce jizz, so you run from girls in shame and hide in shrubs

Wearing that green and brown, cause like a hazel bush, you have nothing inside your nuts

Yo raps suck so bad, this pussy shouldn’t even be allowed to grab a pencil

You and the people you ride ain’t shit, all those motherfuckin’ brats are pebbles

They’re trash, don’t even have potential, ain’t anywhere near X Factor’s level

And you retarded, bitch, yo ass is special, so I know you ain’t stepped in a classroom ever

So I guess I’ll school this dude instead, cause sucking dick is the only time you use your head

Fucking dumbasses, I’ll make sure you motherfuckers can never move ahead

Y’all getting annihilated, I’m a big ass buck, boutta storm through you pests

Bitch, I’m not someone you can go off on, cause I ain’t a deer who’s been newly bred

[Outro]

Yeah chumps, fuck off