[Intro]

You are not Alexander the Great

You are a fat man in a cell

[Chorus]

Talkin' 'bout your new release, oh, bitch, please

Y'know that all your shit is just weak

Killin' you fast like it's a fucking blitzkrieg

Back then my beats used to be all free

Now you gotta pay one mil' for atleast three

And he says he's got a monster under the sheets

But the only proof he's got is five etsuron feats

Constant DMs, the fuck you want from me?

Guess it's time to diss you on live TV

[Verse 1]

Just copped this brand new fit from Fendi

My old lawyer sucked, hе couldn't even defеnd me

My old music sucks, I can't even defend it

I'm too woke, you can't even offend me

Boom, get off me, I'm goin' through

Name's Rawn, your driver, where to?

Got this new bitch, she's got her hair loose

And, goddamn, her pussy was loose too

Sprayin' over your dreams, call me a vandal

While makin' beats only over fire samples

And I got the Jesus fit, I got only sandals

Verse is dead, huh, light some candles

[Verse 2]

So low, I'm goin' solo

Goin' apeshit like mojo jojo

Fuckin' that new bitch, she's from Soho

Comin' fo' sho', her dad was old though

Black and blue, who is you?

Dipshit releasing Dope Shit Two

Right after Witchtrash too

Flow goin' strong like it's fucking kung-fu

Get your mask off, then my pants off

Get your freak on, watch my rerun

Like my english, gotta see one

And verse two ain't even done

[Outro]

What do you think war is?

You have your freedom, and I am a prisoner

Because you won, and we lost