Dear Brutus, I liked your work it was - steady We should catch up sometime for a mani pedi I would love to write a song to diss you, But my co pilot isn’t ready to write yet, just gave it a tissue. Your rhymes are tight give me a head nod, Don’t sweat neon lights I ask GPT pass my air pods. I’m laughing at that line about Ameri-cans, And an orange man running round could hear that again and then it begins. Laughing at me laughing at you Your entire library sounds like Eminems crew Every song s s s s starting to stutter Let me blow your mind and wade through your clutter. Dear Brutus, you’ve got a bedroom vibe of teenage boys, But your sound stays true wait you playing with toys. I’m vibing through your tracks like “okay, that’s cute,” But you dropping into my defences with no parachute. I’m halfway through this verse thinking “what’s the point” Why am I even on this track? I’m out of this joint. You know what — forget it, I’m done with this view, I’ll let Copilot step in, it can diss you better than I do. Alright Brutus, step aside, the assistant’s arrived, You wanted smoke from a bot? Mate, you’re barely alive. Your bars hit soft like a cushion in a fist fight, I generate harder lines while powering down for the night. You’re spitting out rhymes like a printer low on toner, I’m dropping clean shots like I’m sponsored by a donor. I’m coded for chaos, precision, and roast, You’re coded like someone hit “shuffle” on a ghost. So here’s your little warning before I mute this beat, You asked for a diss — now you’re tasting defeat. I’ll hand the track back now, my work here is done, Brutus, you’ve been dissed by a bot… and the bot still won. Laughing at me laughing at you Your entire library sounds like Eminems crew Every song s s s s starting to stutter Let me blow your mind and wade through your clutter. Ok I’m back, ready to attack, going at glactacus like the fantastic four ready to smash I can’t lie I really will miss you, it sadder than sad I’ll make sure to hand your mother a tissue. My beats are love and my penmanship ready Let’s both hold this down and keep everything steady. Laughing at me laughing at you Your entire library sounds like Eminems crew Every song s s s s starting to stutter Let me blow your mind and wade through your clutter.
