[VERSE 1]
Critics to me are more like Cridicks.
Because, they think they are so slick.
Oh, How they nitpick.
They think they can shut me up that’ll do the trick.
Meanwhile, I’m sitting here doing more and more improving,
Meanwhile, They sitting here doing more and more losing.
Oh, How their sweet time their abusing.
I guess it must be amusing,
To look in the mirror and see yourself loosing.
Oh, So, How I find it amazing how Cringe and Binge come together,
Now their fusing.
And don’t be accusing, because, at least i’m refusing to be losing.
And I hope that isn’t confusing.
They talk about me in a negative way,
But, change the convo when they conversate.
Y’all are like the fisherman,
Leading the worms to be bait,
To attract the fish,
Just to lay in a tasty dish.
Oh, what’s that you wanna give me the eyeroll?
Well, I’m sorry but,
It seems you babies are what i’m gonna have to stroll.
At breakfast,
You think you’re eating cereal from your bowl.
But, little do you know,
You’re eating my feceserial from your bowl.
Oh, It’s a little dry?
Then, why don’t we add some urine to the side.
But, to you,
It tasted kinda good though.
Well, I have to apoligize for being so dee-scuss-ding.
But, I had to because, my anger you see is reyuh-lee-burss-cting.
Well, so many bars,
Out of the jail sail,
No longer behind bars.
Because, I’m the all-nighter all-writer all-rhymer all-timer rhyme-bar writer.
Cuz’ boy i’mma all-fighter.
No bragging,
But, Please pull you’re pants up cuz’ their sagging,
I mean are you just ASS-king,
For another guy to become you ASS king.
Boy, Because imma become the RHYME-ING RHYME-KING.
Oh, is it hot?
Do you need a fan?
Is it because, you just got past bought,
You just got stolen,
Aww, do you have a bruise?
Well, now it’s swollen.