Mortician

//Intro//
You're dead, lil' bitch
//Verse 1//
Call me the mortician, 'cause I'm boutta bury yo dumb, fat ass
It's not like you got a future, took the CAPTCHA test and couldn't even pass
And that's why on this site, you're considered trash
Go outside, bitch, touch some grass
I ain't gonna just bury you, Imma burn you to ashes, and them mix it wit' dirt
Get you ass on, bitch, go back to watchin' BabyFirst
Imma diss yo ass, and trust, it will hurt
And matter or fact, the biggest mistake in human history was yo birth
//Chorus//
Call me the mortician. 'cause I'm boutta bury yo stupid ass
I can tell by the shit you sayin' that you never had a dad
Get yo ass the fuck off this site, you Dream stan
You stole charity funds just so you could subscribe to OnlyFans
//Verse 2//
Apparently, RoyalTT hurt yo little feelings, so you had to and cry
'Cause you can't handle this shit, so you had to go and whine
And you called X Factor "dickfactor" when they did nothin' to you, now yo ass is mine
Here's somethin' you should try, ayy, try writin' a line while not high on wine
You have no place in this world, you use ChatGPT to write bullshit
I keep my grip while you slip, lil' kid
There's only one word to describe you, and it's retarded
And I'm holdin' my nose 'cause ISD just sharted
//Chorus//
Call me the mortician. 'cause I'm boutta bury yo stupid ass
I can tell by the shit you sayin' that you never had a dad
Get yo ass the fuck off this site, you Dream stan
You stole charity funds just so you could subscribe to OnlyFans
Call me the mortician. 'cause I'm boutta bury yo stupid ass
I can tell by the shit you sayin' that you never had a dad
Get yo ass the fuck off this site, you Dream stan
You stole charity funds just so you could subscribe to OnlyFans
//Intro//
Fuck off. ISD. You bozo