[Intro: Rav]
Yeah

[Hook: Rav]
Hey, good morning
All these rappers stay hella corny
Damn, these dudes is mad trash
Instrumentals is very boring
Placements, features: half-assed
And their parents is paying for it
Gentrified ass rap
Shit hit me like Agent Orange
Make it go away
Good morning
All these rappers stay hella corny
Damn, these dudes is mad trash
Instrumentals is very boring
Placements, features: half-assed
And their parents is paying for it
Gentrified ass rap
Shit hit me like Agent Orange
Make it go away

[Verse 1: Rav]
Vacant clones with vague components break
The hole within absolved of soul
And so a soul it takes
So and so would say that so and so is great
So insulting to the souls they imitate
Not acknowledging the culture, the set so and so portray
They just hopeless fakes
I don't buy into the hype or the applause they claim
Nor the occults they tamed (ay)
You ain't spicy, barely jalapeño
Let me remind you, you're not on the menu
EXO kaijus beyond your reach
Talk is cheap, and homie I intend to
Spend my time wisely, if I offend you
It's not by the design that I inspire resentful
Feelings from my so-called peers in the Go-Kart
Years while I'm F1 tier (vroom vroom)
Sorry to be real like that
For real that I feel like that
Maybe I should chill? For real now, realize that
My love's skin deep, let me peel my back
Smoke about a pound and forget y'all rap
And the fact that we're mentioned in the same breath ever
Your cutting schemes, don't go and sing, you ain't slick
If quit rapping now things may get better
[Hook: Rav]
Hey, good morning
All these rappers stay hella corny
Damn, these dudes is mad trash
Instrumentals is very boring
Placements, features: half-assed
And their parents is paying for it
Gentrified ass rap
Shit hit me like Agent Orange
Make it go away
Good morning
All these rappers stay hella corny
Damn, these dudes is mad trash
Instrumentals is very boring
Placements, features: half-assed
And their parents is paying for it
Gentrified ass rap
Shit hit me like Agent Orange
Make it go away

[Verse 2: Heems, Rav]
Ayo, I'm mad trash
Peep my half-assed feature (holdup, what?)
I kiss a nun and then I punch a fucking preacher (huh?)
Poured LSD up in the coffee cup of my teacher
'Til she think she teaching a creature, that's my procedure (yuh)
Your girl I teach her
I kiss her under the bleachers
Your girl a street bird
And she told me that I please her (yuh)
I'm Danny Zuko, a T-Bird, I am a greaser (yuh)
I ate so many drugs, dessert was the seizures
I might just bust your noggin (uh, uh)
Ayo, I give a whack M.C. a floggin'
I ain't Brahmin
In my room I'm bumping Robyn 'til I lock in (okay)
Yo, you a internet thug
And I know your login (alright, bet)
You ain't clocking what I'm rockin
I'm knocking all your shopping
I piss in a pot I lodge in
I bought it for such a bargain
I'm fire inside the hot tin
I skrrt around you like slalom
I'm rocking in a toboggan
Hindu-in' and Islam-in'
[Outro: Rav]
Quick memo to self:
Uhm-
I'm not worthless