[Verse 1: CurlE]
Rap is dead kids sh** I'm not even trying to make it
Please find me a nitch try and I guide me to my placement
Cause if He makes it they'll change him chain him dominatrix
And if they can't take em they'll erase him break em till he's vacant or brainless
Id like to see them attempt it, wait till my next sh** drops
Reckless spittin like angel falls taking their nexus best em all
These cats say they k**ing tracks, ancient myan prophecy, the fake and lying obviously
Faze your lines and walk with me
Dracula never counting wool can't crash at all, back it up I smash these acts wacker then wack a moles
They gimmicks you see, the f**ing difference is me
CurlE b**h I give the f**ing dick when I speak
Meet my euphoria wait for the four horsemen to come
It's an apoloypse I'm droppin hits while giving no f**s
So where's the f**ing art the f**ing heart in this crap, All I see is lazy f**s making bux with sh** rap