Never thought
I'd be playing a part
In the plot
Of your
Sabotage
But these bygones
Are lasting long
And so I thought I'd
Wrap them up
Throw them in a song
And if you wanted to pop off
You better
Scrap it, dawg
Cause I'm down for scrapping ya'll
You and your favorite
Hacks and slobs
See, Travis Scott's someone who's
Had his shot, becoming a
Laughing Stock, why'd Astroworld blow
Up the charts, tired of people wanting to
Grab his cock when he keeps putting out
Trash and schlock
And you love your Princesses
Like Nokia
Let me skim through my notes here
Oh yeah
She's going nowhere
And King is a lower form of Lorde
And Chance can go right in the trash can with Action
Cardi B, I'm sorry you're not charming me
Acting like you running like cardio
In reality a lot more like Mario
Chasing after royalty, only finding a lothario
And yet you come at Tech N9ne saying "his beard's wack"
Man you sound like a Machine Gun Kelly track
ScHoolboy Q out here having every H capped
And yet you just have a problem with 6LACK?
"50 Cent just can't rap"
Say that to his face and get the strap
"Royce is an old head, stuck in the past"
Well then sign me up for a time warp, my bags are all packed
For a time that's much better without Kevin Abstract
I'd list off more members of Brockhampton
But I could not tell you a single o
And Frank Ocean? That is a skank hoe, son
Brian, Mat, and Tom are ass backwards not Front Bottoms
Deafheaven can go to Hell with a big welcome
Cause if they're in my Heaven I'd rather go deaf/dumb
Cupcakke is for sure not my sugar plum
Just a bunch of shock rap centered around cum
Denzel Curry gave good advice to Young Thug
Maybe now he can get his name up
Cause what wasn't doing that was Slime Language
And Danny Brown's
Got what I'd call Xanny Mouth
Looking at his bank account
Got me wondering can he count?
And hey, Jay Rock you may not be K-Dot but dang dog
Take your own advice and
Knock It Off
Try to put together more than two lines
With two rhymes
I get it
You're too high
Rather listen to Quavo
With the autotune high
But you right
Outta Sight Outta my Mind
So like One More Light
It's a Good Goodbye
And lets talk about your top five
Greatest of all time
I'll give you a few
But man you a fool
Putting M-er F-ing MF DOOM
Anywhere near top two
Can't deny that he's hungry
But it's mainly just for food
Kanye's got me feeling like Dante
And This Kid Sees Ghosts
Not to mention he's not dissimilar to a roller coast
Er off the rails
What's the deal
It's like he's playing
Truth or dare
Always picking both
Can't tell
Which is which
If I'm being honest it's been pretty long
Since either of them put out fire
Except for Yeezy
Putting out Push's fires
And you hate on Em's hate while praisin' Kanye's change of pace
And give Ye a 9
Are you out of your mind?
Out of your noodle, gourd, Melon?
About time for a replacement
I ain't buying what you're sellin'
My GOAT's more Detroit
Your boy's more D Trump
Now I'm gonna describe someone before time's close
Not because it's delightful
It is someone who refuses to be humble
He's a little weak and fragile
If you're too hard on him he'll crumble
Been under some women he shouldn't have, like HOV
I think you know where this rhyme'll go
I do not respect your idol Milo
With such an air of whimsy
Seems to take pretty seriously
Anyone who's not stroking his ego
And while we're on the subject of false heroes
Let's turn to mr. hardcore rapper that dropped the horrorcore
Saying he's such a
Creator
But all I'm seeing is
He makes shirts
Ain't such a mean one no more
Decided to work for Illumination
Makes sense since he's been gathering minions
I'd rather him stick to Isolation
That was the only thing keeping me from nodding off
He used to be filet mignon
But his skills have been gone
Half his album was empty songs
Riding the coattails of Frank Ocean
Sorry about earlier
Like Slim, please let me go back to Blonde
You gotta one day soon
Come To Grips
And I don't mean when you go see MC Ride
But when you realize that they're empty highs
Bunch of noise for the sake of itself
Yves Tumor, Bones humor, Don Glover, The Hookworms, and King Gizzard
Not to mention damn Peggy and lojii
They all make Jack White
Look like a can of Sprite
Knock one back, you know that's a yum on tap
But now I'm thinking about Thundercat
Wondering where's your hunger at
Album aptly named Drunk in fact
Cause I could barely stomach that
Come on and see, you're at most a half step above Kamasi
I'm tired of these artists
Hanging onto a career using nerds on Reddit
Go ahead, try to escalate it
Ain't no way you're going to elevate it
But I'll follow to any level you wanna take it
Tossing out low blows, finna end up in the basement