A bit out of context, but a friend and I spar to stay in shape. Sad he's not on Suno, but he promised to reply! Lyrics written by luf0 Copyright to lyrics © luf0 https://suno.com/@luf0 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I treat ma agony like a super power I ain't hidin' from shadows I buy ma demons flowers We're not the same, our only similarity is pain but I am so used to this shit that I am afraid to unchain gonna hot box it (Light it up), I recreate ma brain it hits harder in ya face than an 808 I ain't need no topic to fuckin' drop it it's gettin' toxic, this hot bitch aim for nonsense ure callin' deep shit Your writing sounds artificial, another copy the amount of ya fuckin' B-tracks is proof of concept Don't even try baby, non' match ma narrative since I've been in the spotlight even pain sounds competitive You wanna talk, but I ain't sure if ure really there your vocabulary is the same as a machine You're droppin' more fuckin' pages baby than Tolkien in one week but startin' chokin' when u meet me? if u wanna hit me, tell me why u miss' me? if u need a punchline that hits, baby ask me... To raise the bar, 'cause I ain't fishin' that low since the year started u been actin' like the Dow Jones I'll send ya home buddy and I'm gonna piss on ya throne You're mistaking your shitty hairline for a crown Mr. super intellectual likes deep talk bitch shut the fuck up, I know u mean deepthroat if u ain't got a shot with ya poetry u tryna make a joke 'bout ya self and join comedy Try it with love, 'cause it works I'm the livin' fuckin' proof if it hurts, u get hearts But u ain't stayin' in touch with other people's sludge you way too busy talkin' 'bout ya self, shut the fuck up There's no connection with someone like u, you're missin' passion you're the real deal? I doubt it... like people did with Epstein You're not a baller, ma friend u get used as the ball on the basketball court Homie
