If you are Mario then I am bowser,
if you spit air then I spit fire.
Better yet I talk sun heat.
Koopa guns always run deep.
King Koopa stomps through streets,
command eight castles, kidnap peach.
You eat flowers I eat cowards.
I have power in my tower
at this hour I'm a king who does big things.
I do Zeus and spit black thunder,
You’re a plumber I’m a stunner,
I'm big meat call you cucumber,
I'm on top And you are under.

You Italian prick I’m styling sick.
I’m rhyming sick call me rhyming rick.
Calm down son you killin em.
sorry man I had to finish em.
Who's my next victim.