[Verse 1: Manic]
These MC's have no creative mode
Same old ideas that's why you should start taking notes
Roadmen should have stayed on the road
You got nobody that's why he is just a skull
You can't ride beats like a ghost rider but you'll always be on fire skull
Faceless bitch thinks he fearful
You was out my space but you still wanting cosmo
How can Biske lead a group but always be the one to follow
Switching up more than lanes that try to occupy
I relate you to your views because you're soon gonna die
You are lacking the focus
To know that all of this shit is bogus and you know this
What the fuck are you for?
You get beat by your father and get watched by mother whos a whore

[Verse 2: Manic]
When I crack your skull open your accessible to "brain damage"
Weren't we the people you were a fan of?
You can't visualize the strike that's why none of your shots landin (landon)
Talk about faces but would never make a apperance
He's so dead to me, I'm deaf and I can't even hear him
The only thing I saw from him was his lyrics
Talk about faces that he would never show
Like his friend Metro, he is down below
Exi profiting off skull because he is a death symbol
And all he's ever needed was dead people
All their parents are deadbeats
Talk about bodies but Biske was the one who got beat
The importance of you to your parents is see through
You're just an insecure group of people, who would want to be you?