[B.THE GREAT]
Shit, long day, might as well call...

[Mac Cooper]
Aye yo, buddy, your freaking garbage!
I know you hear me you fat fuck
I'm over here, god damn using ya life
As an excuse for shit
Saying how music helped you
When you were apparently in a hole of "depression"
Fuck outta here!

[B.THE GREAT]
Aye yo, 3 things, one; who are you bruh
Two; Why the fuck you calling me trash
When you don't understand what I'm talking about
And three; when the fuck I say that though
And besides I don't even know your bitch ass
So why the fuck are you talking!
And how you even know I make music

[Mac Cooper]
N***a, I been knew who the fuck you are
No stalker shit, your B.THE GREAT, correct?

[B.THE GREAT]
Yeah, what's it to ya

[Mac Cooper]
Yeah, I check your shit out
It's straight garbage, all that lyrical crap
Oh, and that album your bragging about
It's gonna fucking suck!
I'm outta here man, I'm a get me some food
Bye cocksucker!

[B.THE GREAT]
Aye yo, what your name [x2]

[Mac Cooper]
Mac, dickhead!

[B.THE GREAT]
Oh, I just wanted to tell you bye

[Mac Cooper]
What?!
[gunshot]

[B.THE GREAT]
Bye faggot!