We got a sci-fi beat for the robotic rapper

Holes in my sweats, not the type to look dapper

You'll think it was the rapture the way that I capture

You with the vernacular I manufacture

Hack your life, like Lorena hacking penis

You don’t gotta pay, that one was a free diss

In the booth, dumping truths, hoping that they see this

Knowing Donald Knuth is not my hero, Jay-Z is

Rap is too nerdy? I'll hit ‘em where it really hurts

Rap is too wordy? It’s for vocabulary nerds

Rap is too flirty? You musta’ misheard

Rappin’ absurdly? We'll measure it in terahertz

I call myself a robot, that’s putting it lightly

A couple strands of copper wire twisted up tightly

Two hours sleep is all it takes to back up nightly

God to those around me, call me Bruce Almighty

Covered top to the bottom in a metal exoskeleton

Bars make you weak turn your knees into gelatin

Not organic, make ‘em panic, not a specimen

Write my own code, this robot’s self-developin’

Neurons fire constantly, messages neurotic

Flipping words that’re always balanced, gyroscopic

Body runs on Pub/Sub, infinite topics

Unlike your brain, that shit is microscopic

It's 2023 and I'm riding this synth wave

Lyrics off-kilter, you're feeling displaced

AWOL’s a muse, entendres on displays

See you getting used to my bile-spittin’ diss plays