[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