Yo I should clarify what I meant when I said

I only slap my sticks durin a fighting game

Slap n smack em hard cuz I’m super smashin

Wave dashin, fair into nair chaining, carry off stage into spikin

Assert a zeitgeist fitha three stock that’s boutuh happen

Zero to death at the speed Zer0 hit irrelevance due to cancellin

Man that had y’all fumin but if I’m honest y’all need counselin

Prolly just cuz some you were victim

T’tha mos textbook examples o’ noob crushin

So you blow outta proportion things

That you got no depth in, you buggin

Trippin, ain’t even worthy of the title of trollin

It’s akin to the dude losin a rap battle and resort to low blowin

Might as well be dick suckin with this agenda you pushin

Already dropped it so you takin it

But y’gеt t’pick which one you wanna be mouthin

Now you peen breath spеwin

Gettin told green by the South African robot and you simple rickin

Let’s get back to the mechanics of this gamin

See what happens when we goin off topic, now you bitchin

But topplin the king of smash four that was all about social jussin

These sheep eatin poison and corruptin their own environment

The reality is he jus anotha top playa dassa asshole dass all

All that matter to the tabloid is if that shit believable

Maybe whether or not that dawg is on the mob pay roll

But if that’s where you at and you feel safe, don’t

Y’all mus be smokin mold if that’s how bad they got you fooled

Got a straight flush but givin up cuz you told to fold

Im approaching every moment like it’s EVO 44

Pay respects to the beast and fighter don Daigo

Look it up, witness legend, and now you know

There be creatures out here functionin on a different levo

You can take yo zen buddha shit out the window

The tragic thing here is that some don’t even know

That our favorite fightin game is gettin raped by Nintendo

The plain bottom line hard truth is that Project M should’ve fuckin been official

But as per usual we get blinded by a corpo pointin his fingo

F’you ask Tarantino he’d prolly say yo bro, watchu lookin at me fo I made Django

Kill me now ringo, said the gringo, so it’s only natural

You follow the big red signs pointin down the yellow brick roe

Glorifyin fat dolls sign fish eggs whenissjuss roe

But since dassa luxury enjoyabo by rich peopo

Some see it as a right o passage

When it’s actually a label sayin that you a hoe