[Verse: Big Kah] Hey diddle diddle Let me give you a riddle Who announced a diss, then vanished Bounced outta here, dribble dribble? Y'all already know Trash rapper with no flow Has to rewrite all his lyrics Try'na keep it on the low You quickly went invisible My score already at 2-0 Nightmares of us, keepin' you up Triple shot of espresso Yeah, You tried to put on a show But, Your rap career's no more Where you at with this track? Got bodied bout a week ago (Week a go) Can't take my raps, they too saucy, sweet and sour I told you I don't show mercy, especially not to cowards To do the math, you don't need Ackerman, Gesterling, or Flowers The likes you got in two weeks, I got in two hours I'm spitting flames, you spitting ice Coming for me, think twice Big Kah, the fruit ninja Because it's Feras, I just sliced People say my lyrics nice They stuck in your head, I call them lice I'm sugar, spice, but nothing nice And though you broke, you paid the price RRRAAAAAAAAh [Outro] Its been 7 days Feras Hurry up