Verse 1: Yo, MGK, listen up and hear me clear, Your weak diss on Em, it's time to disappear, I'ma dissect your lines, expose your lack of skill, Your rhymes are basic, my flow's like a drill. You think you're hot, with your pink hair and tats, But you're just a poser, a fake, a rat, Riding Em's coattails, trying to get some clout, But your weak attempt, it's time to count you out. Verse 2: You claim to be a rockstar, but your flow's weak, Your image is a gimmick, your talent's obsolete, You try too hard, but your lines lack tact, You're just a wannabe, a failed hack. You fell in love with yourself, what a joke, Your ego inflated, your talent's broke, Your jealousy shows, your envy's clear, But Em's legacy, you'll never come near. Verse 3: You call yourself rap's savior, a hero reborn, But your music's trash, your image is worn, Using Em's name for relevance and fame, But you'll always be a joke, a pitiful shame. Your diss track's weak, just a desperate ploy, Trying to gain attention, like a lost boy, But you ain't Peter Pan, you're just a fake, A washed-up rapper, with a pink hair mistake. Verse 4: You're a footnote, a blip on the radar, Your shallow diss, ain't worth a single bar, You'll fade away, like a bad dream, A one-trick pony, with a weak regime. Your antics are stale, your act is lame, Trying to diss Em, but you're always the same, Your gimmicks won't save you, your pink hair's fake, You're just a poser, a desperate snake. Verse 5: You think you're hardcore, with your devil's talk, But your rhymes lack substance, it's all just a mock, You're a flash in the pan, a momentary buzz, But Em's legacy, it's forever, it's a must. So take your pink hair and your weak diss, Your time is up, it's time to dismiss, MGK, you're just a sad imitator, Trying to take down Em, but you're just a hater.