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*(Beat: grimy boom-bap, detuned carnival music box underneath)*
**(Intro — all four voices overlapping, chaotic)**
*Eminem voice:* Yo, yo, yo—
*Chris Redd voice:* Ayo, hold on, hold on—
*Tyler voice:* Nah, nah, let me—
*Hunter voice:* I haven't eaten in six days.
*(Beat drops)*
**(Verse 1 — Eminem style, "Slim Shady" persona, rapid-fire, angry, controversial)**
Hi, my name is... what? My name is... who?
My name is— shut up, I'm talking, you're all irrelevant
I'm selling out arenas while you're selling your own medicine
I'm medicine, I'm venom, I'm venom in the pen again
Pen and pen, pen is mightier than the sword but I'm swinging both
Choking rappers with the pen while I'm stabbing with the quotes
I'm quotes, I'm coats, I'm winter in Detroit
Middle finger to the industry, I'm unemployed
But I'm employed, I'm the CEO of destroying your joy
Every boy who picked up a mic since '99 is my toy
I'm wind-up, I'm cranked up, I'm the crank in the shaft
I'm the shaft in the engine, I'm the engine in the craft
I'm the craft in the sinking, I'm the sink in the think
I'm the think in the stink, I'm the stink that makes you blink
And you blinked, you flinched, I'm the reason you winced
I'm the splinter in your finger that you can't get out since
Since '99, since '89, since I was a sperm
I was swimming in my father's ballsack with a worm
With a worm, with a germ, with a term, with a germ
I was born with a microphone and a middle finger and a—
*(mic cut off)*
**(Verse 2 — Chris Redd style, comedic, absurd, SNL energy, over-the-top)**
Ayo, ayo, ayo, hold up, hold up, hold up
My turn, my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Okay, so, picture this, right?
I'm at the club, I'm at the club, I'm at the club
I'm at the club with my grandma, she's off the molly
She's off the molly, she's grinding on a volleyball
I'm like "Grandma, that's not a man, that's a ball"
She's like "I know, I'm practicing, I'm practicing"
Practicing for what? She's like "For the Olympics"
My grandma's an Olympic volleyball grinder
She got a gold medal in grinding on sports equipment
I'm so proud, I'm so proud, I'm crying in the club
I'm crying in the club, tears in my cup, drinking my own tears
Drinking my own tears, that's recycling, that's eco-friendly
I'm eco-friendly, I hug trees, I hug trees so hard
I hug trees so hard they fall down, that's deforestation
I'm the only rapper who can be eco-friendly and destroy the environment
At the same time, at the same time, at the same time
I'm a paradox, I'm a pair of ducks
I'm literally two ducks in a trench coat
Quack, quack, motherfucker, I'm a duck
I'm a duck, I'm a duck, I'm a—
*(duck call sound effect, beat cuts)*
**(Verse 3 — Tyler the Creator style, surreal, offensive, horrorcore, self-referential)**
Yo. Ugh. Okay. Let's go.
I'm a walking contradiction, I'm a dead man walking
I'm a dead man talking, I'm a dead man stalking
A dead man through a dead mall, I'm dead, y'all
I killed myself three albums ago
Details
GeneratedAug 20, 2026
Duration2:30
LanguageEnglish
Style
Grimy boom-bap, detuned carnival melody, rapid-fire aggressive rap, comedic absurd delivery, surreal horrorcore, female
Credits
Prompt by
extra_unbearable
extra_unbearableModelAria v5.5
