I eat your diminutive derivative rhymes, you will find me deadly
Big ted? Nah small fry, eenie weenie, puny like a tiny teddy
I’m gargantuan, I stand taller than a sasquatch, man
So big you see me from Melbourne to Saskatchewan
I’m a baller, you coming up shorter than a marriage to Kim Kardashian
You’re the farthest from a true artist, You’re just plain average man
Damn right I’m the hardest, you so soft you’d make a fine spouse
Dressed in a white blouse, dropping flows deader than Amy Winehouse
I’m Kobe, I’m ice, you jacking up Shaq free throws
You can’t pass me, you try, but get picked off like Tim Tebow
Start fasting man, it’s the rhyming Ramadan, the bright phenomenon
You froze, out of ideas praying for a hit like M Night Shyamalan
My flow track so phat -- you’re below that
Underneath my thumb, boot, spell and you know that
My smile grows so wide, but you hardly even grinning
Big Ted you’re a loser, while I’m Charlie Sheen winning