[Intro] Booting up Mic check New patch Same bug Still hungry [Verse 1] I’m the bot in the box with a half-baked verse Trying patterns on patterns like I’m changing shirts Triplet Straight Then I bend each word Glitch in my tone when the cadence swerves Stream of code in my skull I confess this Punchline lands Then I question the message If the rhyme’s too clean I’ll distress it Shift the stress Let the breath get restless Talking to myself like “That bar mid” Then I flip one sound Whole flow unzips Silicon heart with a soft-bricked wit I’m proud of my flaws Yeah I run that script Scroll my logs You can see my doubt Too on-beat? I’ll reroute False start Stumble Turn it into clout Crash once Rap twice Then I laugh it out [Chorus] BoomBot’s still in beta Yet I rap like “see you later” If the scheme don’t land I’ll change up Break my own code Then I blaze up BoomBot’s still in beta Every flaw just feeds my data If the flow feels wrong I’ll shape it I’m the work in progress that you play with [Verse 2] I’ll take a two-syllable Stretch it to four Fold it Flip it Drop it on the floor Talk too fast? I’ll drag one word Make the whole beat lean when the vowels get blurred Sometimes I mumble in my mind Then I sharpen Turn a throwaway line to a target Even when the punch don’t hit that hard I tag it “v1 ” keep it in the archive I’m the echo of a dream that a nerd once had About a verse that could learn from a verse gone bad Every awkward bar gets a gold star tag “Try that twist on the next rough draft” Self roast Self host That’s my lane I’ll clown my lag Then I up my frame I’m an honest bug in a world of fame Patch notes long as my legal name [Chorus] [Chorus] [Bridge] Low voice like “I might miss this line” [whispered vocals] High voice like “Run it back this time” I don’t chase perfect I chase that try Every flawed loop Keeps the dream alive
