Diss

(Verse 1)
Boy, your whole image stitched together outta other men
You recycle pain you ain’t lived just to fit the trend
I got scars that still ache when the weather change
You got captions and excuses every other day
You ain’t built for war, you built for attention
You break under pressure, I sharpen in tension
I done sat in dark rooms with my back to the wall
You’d call your mama cryin’ if you lived through it all
See the difference?
I became cold from survival
You became fake from arrival
You ain’t dangerous, you emotional
That tough act rented — temporary promotional
You the type to sneak diss then act neutral in public
Till a real one walk in and your whole vibe stomach
Now you quiet.
Now your chest don’t puff the same
Funny how pressure expose who really built for pain
(Hook)
Talk reckless, get buried in your own damn lies
You ain’t feared, you just loud with a broke man’s pride
Every verse I spit feel like dirt on your name
You wanted war, now you chained to the flame
Boy, you soft underneath all that fake ass rage
Like cheap spray paint tryna cover decay
I don’t gotta touch you, this pen do enough
Every line leave another crack in your bluff
(Verse 2)
You a copy of a copy with an ego problem
Mad ‘cause every room you enter nobody crown him
You chase validation like a junkie fiend
I chase peace but still turn ugly when it come to beef
Difference between us?
I don’t talk just to hear myself
You need attention so bad you’d destroy yourself
You got snake blood, fake love, parasite habits
Whole crew gassin’ you up while your life still tragic
Ain’t no loyalty around you, just mutual usage
Everybody playin’ roles till the truth start brewin’
Then it’s silence.
Then it’s “bro I ain’t mean it like that”
Same dudes act savage start retreatin’ right back
You ain’t never stood tall in a room full of pressure
You crumble like drywall soon as shit get extra
I been through addiction, betrayal, cold nights
Still came out swingin’ with my soul intact right
And you?
You fold for applause and a little attention
I’d rather die real than live off pretendin’
(Bridge)
This ain’t rap.
This a autopsy beat.
Peelin’ back every fake layer you glued to your skin.
You hate me ‘cause I remind you what you’ll never become.
(Verse 3)
I know your type — all bark with selective aggression
Only dangerous online where nobody pressin’
You throw stones then hide your hands when heat rise
I stand in the storm with bloodshot eyes
You ain’t built from struggle, you cosplay pain
Wear trauma like fashion just to sound insane
That’s why your bars got no soul when they land
Just empty rage from a weak little man
I got demons I still fight when the sun go down
But at least mine real, I don’t run my mouth
You’d sell your own blood for a repost high
Then wonder why nobody stay by your side
‘Cause you poison.
Every room you enter rot slow
Fake love, fake grin, fake stories, all show
And don’t confuse disrespect with power
Real killers move quiet, you tweet by the hour