wait until my corporate partners hear about the slander
cyberbully channels are cancer cancer cancer

you surely did the caper wrong
giving disc jockies paper to play your song
they accepted your pay and played along

benched players you've never seen with game faces on
some semi-brainless pawns
versus this voracious spawn

you've made assumptions which ended in grave deductions
plus sebaceous bumps pus and flaky rough skin

wishing for death summons
when facing defenders with less guts
step disruptions changes ankles to flesh muffins

you went left, nothinh
look like your nikes had an eject-button
stop on dime, pull up, head bussing

insider intel specifies that the feds coming
get off that mufuckin phone, bruh
shred something

he got away wit the dossier
aim for the top
not today
hot puree is just a shot away

see if you can trace my after-images
i re-arrange time, space, and tracks of instruments

and though your bank is limitless
ridiculous amounts you'd have to pay
to have these privileges
a hater has to live wit it

greater name snakes claim your back's defended
but would take it back it minutes
just to pray your past amended

the power level is well over 9-thou
but i can only imagine what you'll say if that diminishes

like, he a punk he a chump
bruh he cheap
wearing the same jeans everyday of the week

that's cool
not trying put too much on you
but i gotta let you know that nobody fuck with you

one day you’re gonna be a mean old man
with blown out adrenal glands and a pair of idle evil hands

look at his knees he can't even stand
he can't do the same things that younger people can