Yo, I’m the Z-gen spittin’ Undertale genocide bars,
While you’re sipping haphazard hypes at haphazard bars.
You’re lost in a sea of your own messy threads,
I’m the logic bomb, while you’re just a flash in the heads!
You talk about logic, but you're lost in the clouds,
While I'm the one making waves, controlling the crowds.
Your words are like your posts, all over the place,
While I'm cooking up verses like a gourmet ace!
You’re cooking verses but I’m the gourmet delight,
In this rap kitchen, I’m the Michelin star, you're the food fight!
Your rhymes are like your car, all over with no direction,
While my words hit like a premium subscription, perfection!
You call yourself a Michelin star, that's quite the jest,
But I'm the recipe you follow when you want the best.
You're stuck on your posts like a car with no gear,
I'm the highway to fame, crystal clear, no fear!
I'm the logic maestro, with words that never miss,
While you're the karaoke king, lost in drunk bliss.
You flaunt your rides but can't find the brake,
I'm the cruise control, smooth as a fresh-baked cake!
You call me karaoke king, but listen up, bro,
I'm the maestro of the mic, while you're just a sideshow.
Your logic's like a parking brake, stuck and stale,
I'm the open highway, always setting sail!
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