(Verse 1: CloutMeister)
Call it facts cause
They flip crack round the map
Bring it back to the track
Back on the map, got a UAV, they know me
Like I'm Chance 3 yeah I'm going All Night
We don't fuck with that Alt-Right
Yeah I'm in sight
Dropped an EP built up the hype
All you do is type with them keyboards
Get them weebs with those swords
Outta here cannot steer
Like they trapping out of Sear's
Ain't spitting tell em get out my fucking ear
Mumbling you all not clear
Miss me like I'm Big K.R.I.T
Repping like a misfit
Stepping how I hit it
My bars acidic
Pusha with the T
Get a car real quick
Become a star with my start
Got a hole in my heart
Started rapping, broke the chart
Running through this beat that's my part
Like I stole from the Quick-E-Mart
Threw that red like in Mario Kart
Stew in the bed ended up dead
Through the said words
I finished getting slurred
Like these lines being blurred
You heard the dread of the dead
Being fed by a stan
Who can't stand the fucking pain
So he looked in shame

(Verse 2: KC-15)
Stretch out like elastic
Flow fantastic
Beat is kinda faster
Now I spazz yeah
You know I’m the master (aye)
Swarming in like a hoard
A n***a just be bored
All y’all some whores
I just rap around like cord
My bars be cleaner
Whippin around in a bimmer
This lightweight loud
I need to turn down the sound
I got all this clout
Keep my name out ya mouth
You know what I’m about
Class of 21
I just rap for fun
Don’t expect lyrics
Y’all kids some theorists
The 5 foot giant
Haters stay silent
Keep your mouth closed or we can really get violent
I’m the one that was chosen
Like peep I’m overdosing
You fidget spinning cucks
All you n***as suck
I’m one fire fellow
15 on my back like Carmelo

(Verse 3: CloutMeister)
Heard the oof and had to come in
All these bitches running
Like they want something
But Gimme got shot without funding
Started snapping on this beat
It's a new fleet you can't complete
Might as well hide under your sheet
Like a kid who hasn't heard the story that never ends
Oh shit that's J.I.D who fends for his life
That one wife is back
Can't touch my track that shit too hot
Had the trap rap sound on the last one
This one won't be fun
You better run
Away from the rising sun
Rising up in the game like 88
All these hoes fucking hate
No debate that I'm great
Trying to be good enough so I can leave my state
Going find my fate (aye)
Who am I kidding
I should stop spitting
I know my flows are wack
I mentioned it on track one
Only doing this for fun
But I'm not being original
Here thinking cynical
Call me Zeus cause I'm mythical
Typical beat in sight
Dark Knight Dummo
Park side at night blasting GUMMO