âž» (Demonic laugh) [Intro – Cold, low tone] You wanna play God? But you built from scraps. You made yourself a monster
 Now I’m here to drag you back. âž» [Verse 1 – Blades from Line One] Jinx, you’re obsessed — that’s facts, no debate, Watchin’ my moves like it seals your fate. Every word you spit is a stolen theme, You copy the vibe, but lack the steam. You mimic the kings, try to flex like you’re bold, But your kingdom’s rotten, your crown’s fool’s gold. Every threat you drop? Just bark in disguise, You ain’t scary, you just weaponize lies. Tryna play alpha with a leech mentality, But can’t lead shit with that weak-ass vanity. You post like you holy, but act like a demon, Tear down good men just for breathin’ and dreamin’. âž» [Hook – Harsh & Repetitive] Cold veins, fake flame — you ain’t heat, you hollow. No soul, just shame — a snake tryna follow. Obsession deep, and it’s killin’ your name, You ain’t a king, Jinx — You’re just desperate for fame. âž» [Verse 2 – Personal Jabs, Ruthless Tone] You hated what you couldn’t be — that’s real, So you twisted the truth to get your fill. You mocked their style, then wore the same, Screamed “they fake!” while you jacked their name. You sent threats like you had teeth to bare, But we all know you wouldn’t dare. You talk like a storm, act like a beast, But behind all that noise? You the weakest feast. Tryna gatekeep a world that don’t want you back, You begged for worship, then launched an attack. You used their love like fuel, then ran, Now you left with silence — no army, no plan. âž» [Bridge – Spoken, Ice Cold] You watched. You stalked. You took. Then turned around and cursed the hand that fed you. But you ain’t clever, and you ain’t slick— You’re just another fraud with a god complex and a fear of being seen. âž» [Final Hook – Delivered With Spite] Blood in your crown, shame in your throne, You’re obsessed with power ‘cause you’re hollow alone. You steal, you bark, you fake the flame— But Jinx, say your name
 It just echoes shame. âž» [Outro – Cold Whisper, No Emotion] You ain’t a king. You’re a shadow of one. And shadows
 Don’t rule anything. âž»