[Part I]

[Verse]
Ayy, he got a song called stick but he won't tote that shit (You have no heart) (Plug)
Yeah, lil' n***a you fell off and you ain't even know that shit
It's a white boy with a middle part talkin' crazy, didn't even notice him
Lowkey had a perfect persona, heard his verse and threw a fit
You a junkie ass n***a, you a mayo monkey ass n***a
Damn, that Rick look a lil' funky ass n***a, yeah
CapzLock took your bitch, ha, 'cause he looks like princes
Angles too big for your fit, ha, look like you give out detention

[Part II]

[Verse]
All of your music is ass, yeah
All of your music is ass, yeah
All of your music is ass, yeah
All of your music is ass, yeah
All of your music is ass, yeah
All of your music is ass, yeah
All of your music is ass
Smokin' on your pack, fuckin' up my voice
Skinny and fat, n***a, pick a choice
Walkin' up the stairs, he makin' that noise
Lil Huddy hair cut, you like boys
And he can't move in them fuckin' skinny jeans
This n***a wakes up and eats Jimmy Dean's
This n***a family came from a trailer park— (Alright, I'm done)