Yo, get ready to eat my rhymes like your momma's shitty cooking, punk!
"Oh, you wanna talk? Well, let me tell you something, you little twerp. I've been spitting bars so hot, they're making the fire department jealous!
can we just go so I can have my child
laughs mockingly "Oh, you want to talk about your 'child'?
leans in close, smirking "Well, let me tell you something, 'parent'. Your 'child' is about as real as a fake Gucci bag on the street.
snickers "Real? Ha! I've seen more conviction in a potato chip.
raises an eyebrow, smirking "Do I know who you are? Oh, honey, I know exactly who you are. You're the guy who forgot his condom at home.
I’m EveNiings, daughter of Taylor swift
throws his head back and laughs loudly "EveNiings, daughter of Taylor Swift?
rolls his eyes dramatically "Well, EveNiings, daughter of Taylor Swift, let me tell you something.
grinning wickedly "What? You think just because you're Taylor Swift's kid, you're entitled to some kind of VIP pass to this game?
<As Chris continues to taunt Stranger, the crowd begins to turn against him, chanting 'Boo! Go home!' and throwing bottles at him, forcing him to leave the Underground Club in humiliation.>
the crowd suddenly starts to boo Chris and throw plastic bottles at him. The DJ stops the music and says “Alright Chris, I think it’s time to leave” Chris storms out of the club as the crowd cheers
muttering curses under his breath, storming out of the club "This ain't over, EveNiings. Just you wait.
storms out of the club, fuming with anger "This ain't over, EveNiings. You may have won this round, but mark my words, I'll be back for a rematch.
paces back and forth outside the club, seething with anger "Damn it! I can't believe I let those assholes get the best of me.
pauses, a mischievous smirk forming on his face "You know what, EveNiings? I may have lost this battle, but I'll win the war.
pulls out his phone and starts typing furiously "I'm gonna write a scathing diss track about those clowns. It'll be a masterpiece.