[Verse 1]
I've been living my life like I'm a Protagonist
Not one that you should battle with, sit down if you can't stand the kid
I'm overactive, compassionate, pragmatic
I've been practicing till morning, take a nap and back to smashing it
Don't ask about the feature price, you can not haggle it
You are not a Mangaka, don't try and spin the narrative
Too passionate to be a pacifist, I'm passing by all of these passive kids
The catalyst to make you stop your yapping, go and act in it
I feel like the vessel of a curse
All this darkness in my heart, but act contended in my verse
I feel like the devil's in my words
Jinchuriki, something in me and it's bеgging to be heard
It's a blessing and a cursе, for the better, for the worse
Put the pen to paper, let the hatred take it, does it help or does it hurt
I'm just tryna rap about a fucking character
But terrified about what kinda sentences emerge
Fuck that, I bounce back like I should
All my haters prolly weebs, they hate it when I catch a dub
You do this every week and you still never catching up
I do this every week cause I'm just doing what I love
Fuck with 'Badi, what's the outcome?
Body count is tallied in the thousands, body count is higher than the mountains
Why you talking to me? Keep your mouth shut
Like did you even listen to my albums? Oh my god!
[Interlude]
How many times can I tell you this shit? Bro! Hahaha! We are not the same, bro! Come on! Not even close! Holy shit! I got some more shit to say! Let me just, yeah, catch my breath, yeah, OK, let's get it!

[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, look, y'all stay scheming, you're dreaming of reaching the peaks that I'm already at
You keep on geeking, how you see my feats from all at the back?
I been the plug for young musicians like an audio jack
I've been retweeting Ham and Breeton Boi since all out attack
See, I been gassed up for a minute, but there's more in the tank
I'd never wait for opportunities to fall in my lap
Been round the murder like a corvid in packs
They talking all of that cap, still rapping awful and ass
You fuckers awfully whack, you talking crazy on the timeline
I might cop a whip just offa Twilight
You think you're the main character? Homie, get up off the sidelines
Try and take a slice out of my limelight
Pussy, you get done up, sun down to sun up
You'll be walking home without your kicks if you try run up
Homie, take your microphone and interface and unplug
Cause that ain't ever gonna help you get your funds up
Homie, I am that guy
Tired of being humble though my rank's high
Dripping head to toe like I was baptised
Shouts to star, she really made this man shine, ha, look
Y'all forget how long that I have played this game, we ain't the same
Y'all could never quit that day-to-day, your fates to fade away
I get paid for making waves and playing crazy 808's
If y'all forgot I'll make it plain, exactly how to say my name, it's Shwabadi, bitch