I ain’t let the ball drop rock volleys when I rap it/
You the Dunlop shop just making a racquet/
I’m like Grant Hackett, killing the freestyle/
And this the Olympics right here, you can’t compete child/
I make bad football teams whenever I come round/
Coz I’ma drop kick yo ass and you ain’t ever touch down/
Hear that crush sound? That’s ya melon head/
Killing the competition and ain’t even get a medal yet/
Literally, I been braking this bitch/
I’m a linebacker baby, always making them hits/
And I roll at every party when I get on the scene/
While ya’ll gotta jump the fence like an equestrian team/
Bleach an all star baby, no doubt I’m supreme/
While you just Gatorade man, getting downed by my team/
I’m physically fit and I’m downright insane/
And every track I’m on is a race, we go out with a bang/