Caleb Diss

Caleb, I'm sorry, but your mommy's Ferrari

does not excuse the illusion of your hair being calamari

why don't you loom the armani, just join the party

I feel like I'm the only one grazing in the safari

I don't really care that you look like Jacob

just take a second retake and go in the kitchen and bake a

cake where you belong some of your brain is missing, you're just wrong

that you're strong, maybe headstrong, but brain over brawn

you don't have either, a fatal result of a misdemeanor

Like a project X abercrombie apocalypse creature

The film feature of Hillary Clinton and the grim reaper

Your little peter's smaller than a millimeter

I bet in bodyboxing, Isabel could beat ya

Kick you in the stomach, put your braces on a pizza

get amnesia, mommy will serve milk of magnesia

Give her visa, and let you become a diva

I didn't want to tell you, but your nose is really pointy

Legend goes down as Julian finally destroyed the

Caleb Piks at the age of six, never flipped the pages since

the reformation of gracious intelligence, crazed in sin

I can't even talk, about your ears

I provoke the tears and waddle into ur greatest fears

wicked experience of being terrified and fearing us

Matt, help me out, I'm feeling kind of delirious