Yo, Ceni from Bayfield, thinkin' he’s a boss,

Yo, Ceni from Bayfield, thinkin' he’s a boss, Talkin' big game, but he’s softer than floss. Claimin’ he’s a thief, but he ain't got the guts, Whispers in the shadows, man, he just struts. Actin' like a player, but he’s just a pawn, In this rap game, boy, you’re already gone. Flexin' on the ‘Gram, but it’s all just a show, I see through your bluff, you ain't got that flow. (Verse 2) Tryna steal my shine, but you can’t touch my light, Ceni in the dark, man, you’re scared of the fight. Soft as a pillow, you can’t handle the heat, Step to me, boy, you’ll just face defeat. Chasin' all that clout, but it’s just a façade, In this lyrical war, you’re just a mirage. So back off, Ceni, know your place in this game, You’re just a ghost, boy, I’m the one with the flame.