Deep down you’re soft, there’s no way you’re winning this shit
I bet the voices in your head sound like an out of breath veritas mimicking vic
I pitty this bitch, 1 punch will leave ya face lookin black and blue
You’ll tell everybody you Cottonelle & how I wiped my ass with you
You’re a pussy ginger and your whole style is gay
Now it makes sense how Masaii can smell you from a mile away
Been battling on the net for years & I’ll be honest you’re wack
Joe Webb legacy faded fast so no wonder Christian ponder is back
Dohpe this dohpe that, with votes you always needed a crutch
Deon told joe he’s fat and he’s like ‘tu che De’, nah really you’re sneaky as fuck
You’re like 300lbs of no talent and I’m sick of your pictures
I bet you chant Candyman 3x in the mirror hoping for a twix or a snickers
Joes has zero game, I don’t embellish we can tell he hurts
How the fuck you gonna borrow my jersey & have it looking like a belly shirt?
You’re a soft coward, overhyped, reps gone and lost power
Don’t think you can take netcees by Storm cuz he clowned you off prowlers
& stop riding richard corey and butler, you claim they’re the best right?
Faggot the way you love butt and dick I’m starting to question ya sex life
You have that b-more pride and you’re makin it known
You’re gay and a clone, just another Raven coming out thanks to Simone
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