Build a shitty studio for a day,
Throw on a beat
And call it okay
Then throw that shit on repeat.
Makeshift swag through the mic
Disingenuous words flow out the side.
Teenage rappers, y’all kinda sound alike,
Quit now and stay outside.
Steal some music and write a few rhymes,
Sing it low and say “fuck it I’m loud.”
Cook a couple of tweets and give it some time,
Wait eternally to gather a crowd.
Nobody raps about a compact car,
It’s not too late, country needs chucking trucks;
Seriously you’re white without story-backed scars.
This isn’t “hate,” you just fucking suck.