Elon the poop rag
Yo, Elon, you flexin' that cash, But your ego's inflated, man, it's a real clash. Too much money, you think you can play, But your moves look suspect, like you lost your way. Cousin to Hitler, man, that's a wild claim, Selfish as hell, just chasin' that fame. Poo rag vibes, you ain't got no class, In the game of life, you just a low pass. You launch rockets, but your morals are grounded, In a world of chaos, your logic's confounded. You think you're a genius, but we see the flaws, Behind all that wealth, just a man with no cause. You tweet like a child, throwin' shade in the night, But your vision's so narrow, you can't see the light. You play with the stars, but you ain't a true king, In the court of the people, you ain't got a ring. So step back, Elon, and take a good look, Your empire's a castle built on a crooked book. Too much money, too little heart, In the end, it's the people who tear you apart. Yo, Elon, you flexin' that cash, But your ego's inflated, man, it's a real clash. Too much money, you think you can play, But your moves look suspect, like you lost your way. Cousin to Hitler, man, that's a wild claim, Selfish as hell, just chasin' that fame. Poo rag vibes, you ain't got no class, In the game of life, you just a low pass. You tweet like a kid, but you think you're a king, In a world full of dreams, you ain't got a thing. You build up your rockets, but your heart's in the dirt, While the people you step on just feel the hurt. You think you're a genius, but you're just a clown, In the circus of life, you wear that crown. So take a step back, look in the mirror, See the truth, man, it couldn't be clearer. Elon, you lost, in a world of your own, Chasin' that paper, but you're all alone. So here's my diss, sharp as a knife, Wake up, my dude, and get a real life.
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