16 pars of revenge

I think it's about time we put baz in his place

Think it's about time he shaved that shit off his face

Think it's about time he went and found his own place

about time he knew which way his mask should face

I'm part of an elite force like army rangers and navy seals

I kick it operatic 'til that fat lady squeals

your lyrics are stuffing, so now I know how gravy feels

I'll call you Gerber 'cause ya spittin' up some baby meals

I'll do damage to ya body like solvents

See I’m always relative, I’m a constant

think you're the center of everything, you're not important

hopefully it's not too late to give ya mum an abortion

Try step I won't stop till your face is swollen

Keep beatin' 'till your eyes are closin

Layin on the floor with both legs broken

Thinkin shit i shouldn't have spoken

But we'll leave it here baz, you've been called out

16 bars aimin' at you doin' damage like gout

you just better come back with something good fam

and don't make me step to you like wham bam bam