fuck ej

Yo, Elijha, you a clown, not a fighter, Talkin’ on the fam like a broke ghostwriter. Made fun of the dead? That’s weak as hell, Now you ghostin’ school—guess the guilt gon’ swell. Say my name but you duck the class, Scared to show up ’cause you know I’ll pass. Tryna act bold with a keyboard flex, But you disappear when it’s time to step. You fake with the talk, no soul, no pride, While I walk through pain, you run and hide. So keep my name out ya shaky breath, ‘Cause karma don’t miss—and neither does death You a no-show, Elijha, where you at now? Talkin’ real wild but you can’t come around. You joked on the loss like it make you tough, But inside you soft—yeah, you barely rough. Bet your mirror don’t lie when you face that shame, You a ghost in the halls, just a name with no game. Tried to clown grief, now you stuck in fear, I mourn with strength—you just disappear. So don’t play brave with that fake tough act, When your whole rep built on petty and whack. I rise from the pain, you drown in guilt, And that weak foundation? It’ll never get built. You talk real loud but you never show, Throw dirt on the fam, now you scared to go. Disrespect the dead? That’s a line you crossed, Now you lost in the dark with your fake boy talk. I stand on truth, you crumble in lies, I show up strong while you just hide. So next time think when you run that lip, ’Cause I turn pain to power—you just slip. ⸻ (Verse 3) You joked ‘bout the fam? Man, that’s low-grade, Like makin’ enemies just to throw shade. You ain’t a villain, just playin’ pretend, Now the schoolyard silent—where’s your defense? I carry real loss, that’s a heavy weight, You carry fake beef you can’t even face. You ain’t brave, just bitter and bored, Mocking what matters like that gives you sword? Nah. I got scars, you got shame to hide, I got real ones, you got fear inside. So when you crawl out that hole you in, Remember who held ground and who gave in.