you know I’m that guy

Yo, AnthOny Sanderson, what's the deal? You claim you got bars, but they lack that real feel, Flexin' on the 'Gram, but we see through the guise, Talkin' big game, but you're just a small fry. You say you're the king, but I'm callin' your bluff, Your rhymes like your style, man, they ain't tough enough, You're out here trippin', thinkin' you got the crown, But I'm the one with the throne, you're just a court clown. You dropped a mixtape, but it barely made a wave, Got me laughin' hard, like "who you tryna save?" Your flow's like a river, but it's runnin' dry, While I'm spittin' fire, watch your whole career die. You're stuck in the past, while I'm raisin' the stakes, I'm the chef in this game, and you're just a mistake, So step back, my dude, you can't hang with the best, In this rap game, you're just another failed test.