Lyrics

[Verse]
Jake spitting air, weak breath in the ether,
Claiming top dog, but you just the under-feeder.
Dimension flop like pancakes without syrup,
Your hype deflates quicker than a cheap balloon blow-up.

[Chorus]
Overnight fame, but the skill ain't right,
Drop the mic, let’s fight in the ring or on sight.
Your bars fall apart, crumble to the dust,
Overhyped king, but the crown's all rust.

[Verse 2]
Next move worse like sequels trying to stunt,
Every step back’s like limping through a front.
Your heat lukewarm, microwaved at best,
Boy, even your shadows ain't impressed.

[Bridge]
A creature, posing, blurry and hollow,
Dim lights flicker, no path to follow.
Overnight star, dim at first light,
Burnt out faster than candles in plight.

[Chorus]
Overnight fame, but the skill ain't right,
Drop the mic, let’s fight in the ring or on sight.
Your bars fall apart, crumble to the dust,
Overhyped king, but the crown's all rust.

[Outro]
Feature who? I’m claiming my land,
Metaphors hit harder than fists to the sand.
You crying online while I rise from beneath,
Diss track burial, call it lyrical grief.