My mic is presently heated, you stay looking dumbstruck
Yui how I keep a clip, my K on these numbnuts
Isekai, tryna hit if you got a dump truck
Itadori cuz the curse hits after the punch...fuck

Shoyo what I mean, when I’m moving then it’s vertically
Tobio, the king, always setting up a murder scene
Run it back, Subaru, I do this shit eternally
Sakamoto desu ga, ain’t you bitches heard of me?

My eyes are looking awfully red, I’ll stop when you’re dead
Spider demon how I drop and cut you off of the web
Think I’m Nezuko, it’s got to be said
Put me in a box, I’mma cut you off at the head

Kill La Kill, I ain’t loving on the government
Leave a student bodied for the fun of it, run a bitch
Y’all ain’t got a word for my style, can’t come up with it
That was nerdcore, ait, now here’s some other shit


I don’t want a star, ain’t give a shit about the upper crust
Razor wit, barbarous, clip you with the uppercut
If you ain’t on my bars, then read a book or sum, you dummy fuck
Or cop a tummy tuck if you ain’t funny nuff to bust a gut

Pucker up, ask me if I rap and it gets lewd a bit
Macaroni rappers try the craft and get their noodle bent
They ain’t got a clue about the track and what I’ll do to it
They only know I’m acting with the passion of a crucifix

Capping is the futilest, I’m happy that you’re new to it
So grab an apple, pass it up, and bask under my tutelage
Capital is feudalist, and backing it is stupid, if
You haven’t got the news, then chattel hasn’t got a U in it

This ain’t a Eucharist, don’t whine about the bread, son
I’m saying that it’s ludicrous but I’m about to get some
They ain’t bothered who commits the line above the checksum
Get paid if you do some shit and sign it when the checks come