[Pinot Grij]

You ain't no box office draw with that burn victim face - puhlease, son
The only Deadpool should be the one you got them disgusting ass genes from
I'm comin' with a .50-cal that's like a microscope - you'll be gettin' the picture
Cuz when I put the piece to your eye, the little things in life'll start lookin' so much bigger
You a cell phone salesman? Ha, I guess ya funeral's the only thing on the horizon
At least the coffin'll be roomier than the mall kiosk you spend your pathetic life in
Or I'll find a spot to dump the body - so there's no way the Feds could trace it
You'll get covered in plastic and dropped in the water - that's an Otterbox demonstration
And ya girl been in mad gangbangs with Hispanics when she drunk off the coronas
She ain't a Starbucks barista, but still come home reeking of bold Colombian aromas
And when it comes to swingin' w/ dudes - you been known to dabble in that
You keep a roster of beefy men in ya phone, and it ain't the Yahoo fantasy app
Ain't no way Des a contender, you got no place in the Champ finals
Orc forcin' names where they don't belong - I guess he thought this was the mag title