Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've got a beer in one hand and my mouse in the other
I'm railing you so bad you're crying to your mother
Got 25 health left and you can't take another
Rocket to the body, you're an [censored] hit hugger

Ya just seem to take all my hits
You're the worst [censored] dueler, you're worse than [censored]
All I hear is "Impressive" looping on and on and on
Damn, this is easier than mowing my lawn

Your strafing is worse than a drunk driver
Your so bad your running for cover
But you can't dodge my [censored] rails
You're peeing in your pants now; your face is pale

I just laugh at your stupid moves
If anything it just proves
You can't even strafe jump
Go back to your Tier 1 dump

So I'll just treat this map like a hallway
Camp in a corner with a gauntlet and a frappe
Just listening to your grunts as you run
Straight into lava; your roasted like a hamburger bun