[Sampled audio] "My desert welcomes you like the rain and monsoon." [Verse 1: Dockey] It's frustrating, how commonly I'm up late And tryna figure out if something's worth creatin' But I'm latent and impatient, like I f** on the first date And I'll let you know when I write something that's not worth erasing But f** trying, who I'm finna show this to? I'm sidekicking Dratchface like my name was Scrappy Doo I'll feed off his fame and cop his sloppy seconds, too Siphon and feign talent, that's just what Moses do Or maybe Tait does, I'm undecided Dockey makes the beats and TBD will do the writin' Shiels can make 'em come just like what I do with my right hand But then I'll pull a DOOM and just leave them there to hypin' I'll cop a 3G bag, momma take me to rehab I'm scraping critics off, yo these n***as need kneepads Well too bad, I don't want your f**ing feedback And I was up in your sister's beaver like [Sampled audio] “Gee, dad”
[Verse 2: Dratchface] Yo, don't naysay or Tait may have to brain you with an AK My gameplay remains great and gains strength at an insane rate Drop the mic quick or get popped like a zit You're quite thick, despite sh** your ignorant mind likes to think I never need to reminisce, forever peaked, contenderless Surrender this or get dismembered quick, I'll leave you genderless Like Ken is, b**h, and then it's it, I'll rend you twixt Forget it, this is your last breath, I recommend you jet it Lest you upset the master of flow, Dratchster come up from below Like an underdog, one of these younger dogs who blunders on Through life like an idiot, riddle me this, the sh** he did Was really sick as he said it is? Rap flows like a sedative through me So step to me, iffin you want a bruising Never losing, you find it confusing as I reduce thee to a puddle Giving you trouble, turning your style to rubble I see everything like the Hubble, mothaf**a