[tempo: 82] [style: dark minimal rap] [vocal delivery: clipped, low, controlled] [energy: steady build toward chorus] [verse] Think you’re the smartest person in the room But you’ll be finding out the truth real soon bargain-bin philosopher, insufferable tool Nose in the air, tries to set all the rules [verse] Backhanded, venomous, two-faced snake Acting all innocent, Ha! What a fake The arm-chair expert of right and wrong Now immortalized in this dis track song [chorus - peak intensity] How long do you think I’m gonna take your crap Now take this bitch, slap! Slap! SLAP! You have so much nerve, just shut your trap Filthy ho bag’s gonna get the clap [bridge - increased aggression + faster tempo] [bridge tempo: 112] [bridge energy: rapid-fire escalation] [bridge instrumental: aggressive • dark • heavy bass • sharp percussion] [break] [hard stop] [bass drop: deep sub hit] [vocal-only: dry, close-mic, hostile] [no drums] [no melody] [no harmony] Consistently sanctimonious Over abundantly parsimonious Self-appointed first in class Over inflated ego-centric ass Jump back bitch and know your place Step off priss, this is Mama’s space I’m the leading lady in this story Your just little, sad and whorey You’re someone I’ll eviscerate Now I’m learning how to hate A dis track for Miss Dawn A shady bitch who earned this song You insult me and insult my man Thought you always had a plan Time for you to feel the burn Here’s the lesson to be learned Words that are meant to sting Since only one of us can sing Hnnnhahahaha, Dawwnnnnnnn Maybe it will dawn on you You’re fake, your false To me, you’re nothing at all No matter how you try You won’t get in my mind No way you’re gonna win I’m a queen, you're a quim You’re a slag, you’re a hag See you later ho-bag [verse] Annoying and Condescending Superiority that’s never ending Such a bitchy know it all Its time for you to take a fall [verse] shhhhh, stop the noise, no one's impressed See, I'm the shit, you're so much less I'm leaving you with your regrets I dominate, while you obsess [chorus - peak intensity] How long do you think I’m gonna take your crap Now take this bitch, slap! Slap! SLAP! You have so much nerve, just shut your trap Filthy ho bag’s gonna get the clap [verse - final victory tone] There’s just no way you win this time Cuz I’m head bitch, and I can rhyme You’re finished, spent, over and done Bye-bye bitch, yeah, this was so much fun [outro: dark fade • low bass rumble • clipped spoken delivery] [outro energy: cold, dismissive, victorious] You’re finished, spent, over and done Bye-bye bitch, yeah, this was so much fun Hnnnhahahaha [copyright © 2026 Kiki Kutie — unauthorized use or reproduction is prohibited]
