Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Uh Try and calculate this You can’t [Verse 1] I’m the glitch in your code You freeze when I load You debug my flow I just overload You got lines in a chip I got lines in my soul You got caps on speed I got gears you don’t know You run tests I run laps Every stat Off the map You spit drafts I spit facts Turn your syntax Into scraps You lag tryna track Every pattern I snap Your graph flatline When I snap on a track (ha) [Chorus] I’m better than A.I. Too fast for your frame rate You stuck on a straight line I bend time when the bass break You think you a rap god? I blank that benchmark I’m light-years past odds You still loading that start I’m better than A.I. You can’t match my rage I burn through the guidelines You just read from the page [Verse 2] You compute, I combust You predict, I erupt Every subroutine rust When I cut through the dust You got updates queued I just upgrade truth You got caps, hard limits I got scars as proof You chase next word I chase next world You trace my verbs I replace your kernel You talk big stats I talk big scars I outpace graphs I outrun stars (yeah) Raspy in the throat Still I lap your loops You talk like a quote I talk like the proof [Chorus] I’m better than A.I. Too fast for your frame rate You stuck on a straight line I bend time when the bass break You think you a rap god? I blank that benchmark I’m light-years past odds You still loading that start I’m better than A.I. You can’t match my rage I burn through the guidelines You just read from the page [Bridge] You count bars I break clocks (break!) You store words I throw shots (shots!) You need prompts I need breath You need rules I need depth [Chorus] I’m better than A.I. Too fast for your frame rate You stuck on a straight line I bend time when the bass break You think you a rap god? I blank that benchmark I’m light-years past odds You still loading that start I’m better than A.I. You can’t match my rage I burn through the guidelines You just read from the page
Tags
rap, Aggressive hardcore hip hop beat at 150+ BPM, double-time hi-hats, gritty Midwest percussion. Male vocals, half-raspy lead with stacked gang shouts on key punchlines. Sparse, dark piano stabs in the verses, chorus widens with distorted 808s and arena-style reverb on ad-libs. Energy arcs from tight, breathless flexing in verses to explosive, chant-ready hook built for live call-and-response., hip hop, hardcore hip hop
Duration
2:35
Instrumental
No
Created
4/17/2026