**[Intro]**
Heard that shit you call a track, made me sick to my core
Your weak-ass flow's got me bored to the floor
Time to shut your fucking mouth once and for all
After this beatdown, you'll be crawling down the hall
**[Verse 1]**
Your rhymes are so goddamn pathetic it hurts
Spitting that bullshit like it's worth something, alert:
It ain't worth shit, just like your rap career
Your flow's so fucking basic, brings a goddamn tear
You talk about dicks cause you're obsessed with your own
Too bad your skills are smaller than what you've been shown
"Can't flow like me" – damn right I can't go that low
Your bars are so fucking trash they make sewage look gold
**[Hook]**
Shut your mouth, you ain't shit
Your whole track was garbage, every fucking bit
Shut your mouth, take a seat
Your weak-ass rap game just faced defeat
**[Verse 2]**
All that nasty talk but your flow's still trash
Your whole style's more painful than a rash on my ass
Think shocking words make you hard? You're a joke
Your rap skills are dead, completely fucking broke
That stupid-ass loop repeating like a broken record
Your rhyme scheme's so weak it should be censored
Not for being vulgar, but for being so damn lame
You've brought nothing but shame to the rap game
**[Verse 3]**
You challenge me to freestyle? This is me freestyling
While your recycled bullshit got the whole crowd yawning
"Step to me" you say? I just fucking did
Left your ass exposed like a helpless kid
All those sex jokes but you can't fuck with my flow
Your bars are limp, soft, with nowhere to go
Mom jokes in 2025? How fucking original
Your whole approach is criminally minimal
**[Hook]**
Shut your mouth, you ain't shit
Your whole track was garbage, every fucking bit
Shut your mouth, take a seat
Your weak-ass rap game just faced defeat
**[Verse 4]**
You think being nasty makes your verses strong?
But all I hear is a desperate, sad-ass song
From someone who can't write a goddamn bar
Your rhymes are so fucking basic, won't get you far
You keep looping the same shit over and over
Like a broken fucking record that needs to be over
This ain't even a battle, it's a fucking slaughter
Your rap career's dead, I'm the one who shot ya
**[Outro]**
Now take this fucking L straight to your chest
I didn't even try hard, this wasn't my best
Next time bring actual skill to the table
Actually,shut the fuck up, you ain't able