[Intro]
Eyes on the prize, with the prize on the side
Arise out of nowhere, like “surprise!!”
And now I find out that I’m despised

[Interlude 1]
This man ready try to diss me... ha
I ain’t even gonna bother with making a beat
It’s game over for you now
Aight, let’s go

[Verse 1]
You could call me insecure, see me crawlin’ on all fours
Like a quad, deca-stars, while your music make me snore
Technically bored me to death, Christ sake
Token said there was a curfew, Luis stayin’ late
To meet his girlfriend on a date
Which he says I can’t relate
But at least I ain’t so lonely to date the same girl half of eight
Times, and he think he superior to me, well maybe that’s a great lie
But he’s had exactly one other chick
And he tells me that I’ll only ever be with tricks
But every single time, our friend Luis, got dumped in the end, like rupees
I’m taking this victory, and you will act bitterly, cuz you still can’t be any more n***ardly
Does that hurt you in the gut, like your balls getting kicked?
I can rise to the top, with the flames I inflict, while you’ll only ever drop, and you’ll keep getting nicked
[Interlude 2]
Nah for real, though, this ain’t no “Hit ‘Em Up” situation, I ain’t wanna hurt anyone...
Just gotta put you in your place, you know?
Man, if you diss, you, you know I gotta respond, and you know I gotta respond and hard as I can...
And so, that’s why I made this...

[Verse 2]
Chasing the game, losing the fame
Til one day, no one even remembers the name
Npm36, man I’m so sick of this
I think that I should demolish you quick like Krizz
Kaliko, so now we go, down the hole, it’s a breeze
Killing you, willing to, trill, and yea, dummy, please
Refrain, don’t be insane, all of your work full of disdain
As I remain, inflicting pain
Then I regain, cells lost from brain
Because I’ve heard your diss against me
And I just hope you can see
I don’t know what you take me for
But I’m not some random pansy
You say I can’t rap, but you know that’s cap
You spittin’ crap, you call it trap
I call it trash, it’s not a smash
Hit, like high intensitivty training
The reason my flows be banging
Like a slang for intercourse, dang, man
Tie your career in a noose, and now when you ask it what it’s doing?
It’s just hanging
[Interlude 3]
I don’t even know what to say for this last chorus/break, uh, I just, uh, wanna... reiterate that, if you mess with me...
Mess with the bull, you get the horns...
And these horns are not dull
Aight let’s go

[Verse 3]
Last verse, yeah
Don’t even get me started on if you’re even able to flow
The answer’s no, like the opposite of the band that made “Roundabout”
You think you’re a hero like brine, then find you’re nothing but sauerkraut
Though you had me down but it’s about time for the turnaround
You getting sonned like this was
Earthbound, with all the motherly behavior
I’m killing your career early so it doesnt take off and ruin you, so you call me the savior
I’m hiding you’re mistake until you perceive all your failures
If life was a simulation, you still wouldn’t be a player
You dissed me, then you praised me on the same song, your rap style’s broken
But whatever, I’m out, see you around, Colson