Liam

Yo, there’s this kid named Liam, think he run the whole scene, Short with the glasses, actin’ like he’s the dean, Every time I spit bars, he’s quick to intervene, “Yo, stop that flow, man, you know what I mean?” But I’m the one flexin’, got the crowd in a trance, While he’s sittin’ back, givin’ me that sideways glance, Snitchin’ on the low, tryin’ to kill my advance, But I’m too lit, boy, you ain’t got a chance. He thinks he’s the teacher, but I’m schoolin’ the game, Droppin’ knowledge on the mic, puttin’ all others to shame, Liam, take a seat, 'cause you ain’t in my lane, I’m the king of this rap, you just playin’ pretend. Got the confidence high, while you just bringin’ it low, Tryna shut me down, but you don’t even know, I’m the fire in this booth, watch me steal the show, Liam, you a sidekick, just part of the flow.