[Verse 1]
Feelin' like a fuckin' murder with the if that was a week it was a Shmurda
Comin' after you pussyholes:
Doja Cat, Master Pain, and these new shitty individuals
Was that physical harm to you or some shit or some lyrical tear tones
I can be horror you just talk sex
Now these new miracles wanna hop on like it's the spirituals (uh)
These hypocriticals wanna sue me like I did somethin' wrong
Wait do I do a fuckin' Columbine like it's was a dollar time (yeah)
In a lawsuit now it's was a shoot for you or a response this is the big response
Feel like fuckin' Nas right now
But was that nonce try to touch the girl, who?
Rueben the fuckin' racist the spastic try to attack with
With yo' mum try sue me next or I sue you
Roll In Peace; Kodak Black
The sue master; Doja Cat (bitch)
Now I stay woker sat down writin' the spoker now the rat is here
Now they heart-broker not in the disses (four fuckin' hours later)
Now I'm by the flockers with the goats followin' Biggie and 'Pac

[Verse 2]
These bitches-these bitches (snitches)
Puttin' me in the lawsuit then I put you in the ditches (uh)
I'm turnin' into a fuckin' glitch like yo' girl have a witch nose
If you mess with me I would leave you like a fuckin' flitch of the bacon
Leave the sky pitch black with the smack talkin' wack
I don't fuck wit' yo' music Doja Cat so I give you the massive fuck you
Now stab Rueben in the fuckin' heart left his wounds cut open yeah that a threat
He think it's fuckin' smart to fuck wit' the big boy well that meth was fuckin' sound
When is the round where you die it's fuckin' now you fuckin' fat cunt
Thagodrunt you a fuckin' bitch my g
You said the n word like you mean't it
Blame it on me on yo' old friend betray me too
I hope you die tonight with a heart fuckin' problem (beep)
And I hope yo' brain shut off like a fuckin' PC shuttin' off bitch
Puttin' me off the vibe like it cuttin' you off
Now yo' mum is suckin' me off now bitch
Now I fuckin' fucked her ass (ahh)
You better shut the fuck up you fake yo' suicidal
Now Doja Cat is doin' sex threats to people on a fuckin' song
(I don't give a fuck come at me like it a fuckin' threat)
Then I do death threats to Rueben
[Verse 3]
Bitch fuck off
All of you or I'll stab you in the heart and yo' heart come out wit' blood
I will kill everyone in the yo' hood well the line was good
Could you even write a song Rueben if you that jealous you fat mothafucka'
Yeah now I'm fuckin' done you fat cunt fuck you Rueben I hope you throw up blood
And die off it too fuck off

[Outro]
I'm a fuckin' young devil at these fuckin' diss track dissed everyone I target
"Skies" January 1st