text: Bigs Gavino is a dullard, thats correct because hes fucking stupid
  Argument concluded, our friendship is now ruined
  You listened to an Australian, youre a damn doofus
  I hate your guts and your thought process is putrid
  A 90s style rapper, huh? thats some bluff
  Biggie would roll in his grave if he heard that stuff
  We were cool together, you were somebody I could trust
  But then that shithead had to go and mess it up
  You listened to a liar and my respect for you caught fire
  Who is he, the town crier? The situation wasnt dire
  He had to conspire some bullshit to turn you over
  You treat him as a highflier and treat me like a pushover
  For your faggotry, he worked as a goddamn amplifier
  Im sorry man, but youre the one who made me salty
  I think you need to get it checked out because your brain is faulty
  Lets go about this smoothly, relaxing jazz and what not
  Oh who am I kidding, my yelling resonates like a gunshot
  The guilt hit me like a booster shot, dude
  Tell me now, what the hell did I do to you?
  I hit you with the mac and I hit you with the dez-e
  When your idiocy comes around, it feels sort of heavy
  My words flow a-plenty, smooth like cooked spaghetti
  Yet I can never be steady because the end of this makes me all sweaty