Fade away

You think you're hot, but you're just cold

Your rhymes are stale, your flow's old

You try to spit, but it's all in vain

Your lyrics are weak, driving people insane

You're a one-hit wonder, fading fast

Your music's whack, and that's a fact

You're trying hard, but it's just not right

Your songs are boring, day and night

You're getting roasted, and it's plain to see

Your music's lacking, can't you be free?

From the chains of mediocrity?

Your talent's lacking, that's just reality.