I’m to laid back, like you’re father, where is he again? ooh yeah he’s locked in my basement. I guess you hit a flow when you hear my beats, Not heavy rap kind, but the ones your mother repeats. wait! Do I hear her knocking? Pants up little man, dont worry she wont see see see nothin. No… it’s the cops, come to raid your laptop, stop. Slam the lid down kid you can’t compete with this hip hop. Yes I’m the real slim… oh wait forgot who you were for a second. “Brutus‑Galactus”… how do you spell that again, “B‑R‑U‑T‑A‑L‑L‑Y‑infirmuserrectus.” Yeah my name is PD, you missed some fresh ones, Like a party with Jay Z, wait weren’t you there for his last one? You’re right, I’m knew to this game, writing lyrics on my own but GPT could improve every angle you frame, oh yes you’re lame. I same same but not the same. I laugh and I joke, I pushed you to far, I really didn’t realise that you were sat in panties and a bra. Yes I’m the real slim… oh wait forgot who you were for a second. “Brutus‑Galactus”… how do you spell that again, “B‑R‑U‑T‑A‑L‑L‑Y‑infirmuserrectus.” “you know you like me fanboy” I like you too, got your rhymes on repeat in a nursery down the street. I leave the bots out of this one, the last time I used co pilot it split you open and you came unglued. Sumina sumina sumina who sumina sumina sumina true, “intergalactus planetary” hold up I got lost in your mumbling rhymes again. Can’t wait to hear your reply about my bars, You keep yelling so I presume you beat us all, You battle with kid who can’t hear a beat, And slim shady Americans who have never hit the street. Yes I’m the real slim… oh wait forgot who you were for a second. “Brutus‑Galactus”… how do you spell that again, “B‑R‑U‑T‑A‑L‑L‑Y‑infirmuserrectus.” Pretending to be some big superstar, you got 2k followers and probably an electric car. “I know that last line cut you deep”.
