[Verse 1]

Yeah, always telling me to do a rap, forget it son

You wanna make a song with the group then go and get it done

I’ve been stressing so hard with all these studies and projects

Don’t got time to mess around with a kid with no knowledge

We don’t have the same vision, Triple JMC is dead

Y’all be doing covers while I be creative instead

Moved onto Martyr Faction but even that’s in limbo

Now it’s just a duo with my bro, it’s Detox and Kirito

[Verse 2]

Acting like a know it all, quit putting up a front

You be like an actor claiming that he did all the stunts

Mister fake all goodie running a little high school club

Tryna be all everything, chattering like you above

Always hanging with your clique and your school groupie

Silly teenager starting dramas you should be in a movie

Sure you got older but I don’t think you hit puberty

Treat others poorly, then don’t expect respect from me

Your little friend is next

[Verse 3]

Telling others to be quiet when you’re the loudest

So ironic, if you a leader your actions should be the loudest

You be scolding other people for not coming to church

Then you run off with your buddies like it’s not gonna hurt

Stuck up little brat, I bet philosophers could convert you

Cause all you prolly know is John 3:16 and go to Sunday school

From baseline to baseline, in basketball I know you fast

But the speed of your mind don’t seem to come close to that

[Verse 4]

Look at you with those new clothes that I’ve went through

Brains verses money, don’t talk about style cause I embarrass you

But don’t you ever mistaken me for our brethren posers

Unlike you it’s a personal taste, not like a swagged up loser

You know, you may not be a threat but you better stop

Pretending to be a hero, or else you gonna get mocked

Enjoy your time as a teenager before reality hits ya

Cause in this cold world you might get hit with pneumonia

[Verse 5]

So psychologist can you tell what I’m thinking and feeling

Are you telling me to kick back and relax to get my calling

You too acting like a know it all, all you do is sing

You receive praise while me and Michael do the work for nothing

What do you know about music, you so narrow minded

Couldn’t even appreciate good music even though you find it

Making sickening jokes while bothering and not paying attention

No wonder your parents wants me over for good influence

[Verse 6]

Last but not least, it’s that annoying little kid

Calling me a weeaboo even though you’re the one who is

Tryna be all smart with your facts, quotes, and talks

But you still an immature who isn’t as big as their talks

Going back at anime and you start getting up on me

Personal vendetta, I didn’t even have a problem with you

Yeah you hide behind a computer in order to beef

Fine then let’s take this outside and not online

[Outro]

Yeah, just a bunch of jokes and punks

Kids with attitudes be putting up a front

Seeing their talks and actions make me laugh

You want a cookie for acting all that?

Y’all kiddos need to grow up

Bunch of punks that need to grow up

Yeah son that’s right I’m calling you out