Why Kay Official - Mission Control

★ Intro ★
Hey Padblocker, take these guys back to school

★ Verse 1 ★
You say you like sunny days (Ayy!)
I prefer when the moon shines so bright I turn into
A hybrid of a werewolf and a demon
I shake hands with the Devil every morning
And I'm much stronger than all of you haters put together
It's no wonder I shed a feather (easily), regardless of the weather
I deliver a real bark, you're built an aardvark
Go back to South Park (but wait!)
I never watched that show, what do I know?
Imma make you blow
Down the sewer is the only place left for you to go
The fact that I'm lyrical is empirical evidence
To completely destroy you, it's a half-satirical miracle
But I condition my renditions to fight oppositions
I told you to not try and trick Padblocker
That's why you ended up obliterating your part on "Destroyer"
The only person you've destroyed is yourself
I still got my masterpiece out without you
Yep, I'm talkin' to you! (But you know who you are)
I'm not sneak-dissin'; in your pants, you're pissin'
It's only the middle-ground of the picture you're missin'
It's-I guess I'm so strong it's hard to commit to me
I know what the hell I want, I gave you many chances
But never mind that, I'll see to it that
You meet your doom, fall headfirst into the ground
Now you gon' spend the next six weeks trying to figure out how to write your own diss track
But by then your fans will be long gone, they've moved on

★ Interlude ★
Hope the rest of y'all understand
Padblocker, don't leave!

★ Verse 2 ★
Don't mistake me for Godzilla, you can't
Kill-a hilla pillar off my capillary of vocabulary
It's rather funerary, on the contrary 'cuz Imma
Carry and parry, I'm attacking your barracks
Seriously, you oughta know I ain't jokin'
I may not need to explain this again
But Imma throw you in the locker, you're off your rocker
Tell Padblocker to capture the artillery
Reuben Miller, he caused the dollhouse murders
You gon' get a slaughter soon
I knew more when I was 3 than you will at 21
You better run, 'cuz you're done
I'm a rapper (rapper)
So Imma put a candy wrapper 'round
Your spazzy ass to hide your shame
Oh wait, I'm not hiding, I'm colliding (Inter-planatory)
I'm three years younger than you
And I write, sing, and produce way better
I'm inducing truth, you'mma regret tryna
Cheat me on my own project
Ejected you from "Destroyer"
I poured my soul into that song
To undermine or hate it
Would absolutely be wrong
Costly but frosty like Frosty the Snowman
The summer melted him, my cold winter
Is a hint that you better show some remorse
Before I endorse even more force (Ayy!)

★ Outro ★
-Doubletap- once called me "a young lyrical genius."
Thank you, Tap
You're right, haha