Lame lil white man

Beat: hard-hitting, gritty trap style)

Yo, Coach Aven...

You really thought we didn’t see it?

Let’s talk.

You be ridin' me in practice, actin’ like I’m slackin’

But you call my brother daily like y’all secretly matchin’

You nitpick my stance, critique my form

But you soft on the mat, can’t weather no storm

Always smilin’ like you slick, but we know the deal

You coach through DMs, not on the field

You flex for the 'Gram, thirstin' for likes

While I’m throwin' headlocks and earnin’ stripes

Yo Aven, you a joke in disguise

Talk to girls online, can’t look us in the eyes

You childish, fake coach, premium clown

Smile all day, but can't hold it down

You talk wrestling? Please, don’t pretend

Only thing you pin is tweets you send

Scrollin’ premium Twitter like it's your sport

While we grind in sweat, you missin’ court

You call my bro like he your boo

What kinda coach got favorites like you?

You ain’t build no champs, just buildin’ a brand

More in love with the clout than the team you command

Yo Aven, you a joke in disguise

Talk to girls online, can’t look us in the eyes

You childish, fake coach, premium clown

Smile all day, but can't hold it down

Nah, this ain't hate — it’s accountability

You wanna lead? Then act like it

Less talk, more mat

Stop tweetin’, start teachin’

So next time you come at me on that petty tip

Remember, I’m here to wrestle — not hear you trip

Fix your game, Coach — before you diss mine

'Cause I’m built for the grind…

You just online.