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Jay em one

Middle finger out lookin' like an asian, son

My triple riddle gets you mixed like you faded

Stun

Outdone when I shoot you with my lyrical guns

Changing the whole of rap with my criminal puns

Invisible attacks with my shaded fun

Unthinkable smacks when I'm berating you, or anyone

To be additional but original at the same time

I have to say that I find this fictional truth amusing

"Fucking everyone's bitch" but in truth you're a virgin, sorry to be removing

The hope that maybe you'll get better at seducing, flirting and perverting

On disturbing girls that are disapproving, of your extremely resistible

Horrible, face visuals, you're aesthetically terrible

Bad decisions that your mom and dad made the brought them an unperpetual

And unintellectual

Dick, because you are what you eat right?