I'm coming in with 1% of me
Cause that's all I need to beat you, can't you see?
EatSpaghetti ain't got shit on me
When it comes to rap, I'm a prodigy

You're rapping's third rate and your skills even worse
I'll leave you in the dirt, rhyming like a curse
This game is filled with shitty rappers , looking like a bunch of Mister Satan's
But I'm the real deal, you can't deny the talent

My bars are so fire they'll leave you like Sammy's dad
Cremated and roasted, that's how I leave my enemies, how sad
Wе should D-D-D-D-Duel, but you wouldn't stand a chance
When I hold thе mic, it's like I acquired the last piece of Exodia, I enhance

Someone should send a sugar cube to Miller, but that's too sweet
Just like my victory, it's a feat
My rhymes are explicit, I go fuck fuck fuckity fuck
When it comes to rap, I'm a king and you're just a sitting duck