Kirk in the Dirt

[Intro]
Yeah
Talk that talk, huh
You picked the wrong one (hey!)
Case closed
[Chorus]
Kirk in the dirt
You did the most, now you get the worst
Shot in the neck, try and talk now
Case closed, shoulda shut your mouth
Get a voice just to lose it first
Kirk in the dirt, Kirk in the dirt
[Verse 1]
You built a brand off barking at clouds
Loud for the cam, then you shrink from the crowd
Keyboard king, but you freeze in the flesh
Whole fake spine, just a suit and a vest
You love to preach on a staged-up set
Then choke on the truth, now you short on breath
You sold hate like merch off a table
But you fold quick when the script unstable
[Chorus]
Kirk in the dirt
You did the most, now you get the worst
Shot in the neck, try and talk now
Case closed, shoulda shut your mouth
Get a voice just to lose it first
Kirk in the dirt, Kirk in the dirt
[Verse 2]
Big talk, big cap, thin skin, small facts
Every “gotcha” clip just cheap contacts
You throw kids under buses for clicks
Smile for the lens while you sharpen your pitch
You want power, you ain’t want truth
You want crowds, you don’t want proof
You made lies your whole net worth
Now it’s silence, welcome to the dirt
[Chorus]
Kirk in the dirt
You did the most, now you get the worst
Shot in the neck, try and talk now
Case closed, shoulda shut your mouth
Get a voice just to lose it first
Kirk in the dirt, Kirk in the dirt (yeah)
Kirk in the dirt, Kirk in the dirt

rap, Hard, aggressive trap beat with swung hi-hats, distorted 808s, and eerie bell stabs; male vocals delivered in a snarling, in-your-face cadence. Verses stay tight and punchy, ad-libs echoing key insults. Chorus hits like a chant with stacked gang vocals and filtered drops before the beat slams back in.