[Verse 1]
Back again with some beats to crush, An aggressive flow, I spit Ether dust
Motherfuckers don’t get it, man I bleed to bust, I Got a one two punch making teeth adjust
I do it all One Take don’t need a cut, just to make it clear that you rappers suck
I take it to another level, like a double decker bus, I’m a locksmith’s son lemme key this up
Yeah, Better come accept the thesis, I crush you clones like General Grievous
I spit flows tighter than a pair of breeches, this track’s my puzzle I connect the pieces
Damn, let me make one thing clear, I came to the game to attain a career
Other names are a shame, full of pain and in tears, you’ll be drained and the same by the end of the year
Shit, I forgot to breath to greet you, my name’s Control I’m pleased to meet you
Make an error, them I’m gonna go and Alt Delete ya, got amoeba features, I don’t need a feature, I create a copy, get a different hobby, this is for the players that don’t need a lobby, Damn

[Hook]
I’m a verbal surgeon better get the gauze
I can Damage speakers even if you pause, I can do sound checks and collect applause
Made some friends now I’ve found a crew, I got loyal fans, even if they’re few
I’m coming right back hit em with a Round 2, would’ve said that I’m dope but I think you all knew

[Verse 2]
Yeah, let me ask one little question
What I gotta do to make rap interesting?
Do I go and dress up? Who do I invest in?
Should I make a fake little character to blend in?
Nah, I could never give a shit about that
Clout rap, type crap coming from the outback
Wanna keep on dissing then I’m gonna hit you right back
Son a motherfucker call it Empire Strikes Back
Ha get it call me Vader
Got you choking up and crying out for favours
Similes so sharp that they Lacerate you
Gonna kick your ass, and then I catch you later
You’re all the same, you don’t wanna play no mental games
All I hear is complain complain
Saying that I’ll never blow, cuz my raps are lame
Man, what the fuck would you know?
You got more fucking filler than Naruto
You’re a little bitch that thinks he’s a Cujo
Gonna bring the flame to you like I’m Prince Zuko
I don’t care for money, honestly it’s all about respect
I came to rap and dedicate a message, I’m forever hoping what I wrote connects
Yeah, I’ve made it clear, I don’t wanna be another peer
I'm Gonna be so damn Futuristic, that I’ve already won this shit next year
[Hook]
Wanna come through try to test the cause?, I’m a verbal surgeon better get the gauze
I can Damage speakers even if you pause, I can do sound checks and collect applause
Made some friends now I’ve found a crew, I got loyal fans, even if they’re few
I’m coming right back hit em with a Round 2, would’ve said that I’m dope but I think you all knew