text: I got sixteen sixteens and if I write one more song
  And Ill be at seventeen again like Zac Efron
  You punk motherfuckers get stepped on
  Im best on any beat that I take a mess on
  I see right through you like you got mesh on
  A hard body, like Briannas dad I get my flex on
  The best one, my name gets spoken bout
  Cause I spit crack verses that bring smokers out
  So know your route filled with unleaded
  As I escort this beef to death like the paramedics
  Yeah I said it, everything thing I touch is deaded
  Tyler directed the funeral and this just got beheaded
  Forget it, the killers in the booth
  And Im drunk off this serum so all I spit is truth
  And I dont really rap I am panic on this muse
  How you get killed using verbally abuse
  Its dead, somebody call the coroner
  This is what it sounds like when Domo Genis cornered you
  Youre gone, knife to the neck
  Just for respect, bitch this is OF
  Yes Im crazy, Im a bastard
  All I spit is dirty like pornographic rappers
  Stop, youre dead honey
  Cause I eat you all up like I was Ted Bundy
  No funny, where the fuck you bunching?
  Im a serial killer, dont get your Cap n Crunched, bitch