goin easy it is:

ok my buddy mad sad im glad you trash
Cuz you come wit ya own bag
talkin shit literaly ma hand flush wigged
All in ya shit phisicaly cant stand so ya shitted
You forgot I'm god and i dun gotta curse
I spit a verse after u n land first
Said no1 could do worse agreed
All you need is a feed cuz ya mic ain't feelin u
Is that all you got? Cuz I ain't tradin
Ask a friend take ya spot
cuz u aint got a line 2 fade n
im soft? are you sayin
u rippin on ma ass so u spit dirty
I'm not in class n wut u thirty?
Wit ya penis line you sound nine
Problem is safety's on ya rhyme
Cuz only kids play wit u lil dude
Hit puberty already, talk bout ma beard
shit a penny for ya thoughts hows it feel?

I hit ya head so hard you had 2 get Mad wigged
I Play wit the dead cuz the games mad rigged
should've stayed in ya closet I am light on a candle
you lost lil hobbit look alike dismantled
Fall off ya horse thanks all to my force
I pull you from the top like closing shades
I'm too hot to stop call it lights on stage
the ghosts actin tough tellin good 2 suck
blowin each other cuz they fans facin another
Again they play safe rubber they band together
pussy's never wetter the flow hit better
Than Saturn weather I nap to ya tune
Cuz you spinnin far from me literaly
I'm big dipper you a fork ain't unique
split ya phisique ya chest weak
I'm a pirate you sunken booty
Meaning you clean aint shit like Rooby

Hop off ma dick son, you know what I'm talkin bout