I called you a w igger
but you called my a failure
i called you a wanker
you called me a faker
of pain...but now i reign
over your sorry punk ass
shatter you like a glass
break you like skinny twigs
youll yell out my name MIGGS!
compared to mine your arms look like cigs
and u know this shit aint rigged
i was naturally stronger no need to lie
composed in mind now im looking fly
tell me you want my life,youd have yours die
like kanye said, you goin touch the sky
ill see you later gotta go bye bye
dont wanna have you affixiating
or have you contemplating
that you got ur ass owned by somone who couldnt even bench a 45
now you know im full of life cuz i wil lthrive,nurish and survive