Tell me your score, let’s settle the floor,
Did you make that college or just talk some more?
Got a degree? Cool, but what's that prove?
You flexin' empty, I’m in a real groove.

Bottom of the chain? Yeah, that’s where I dine.
Still fightin’ hard like the crown is mine.
You call me dumb? Then what are you?
A leech suckin’ peace just to feel brand new?

I failed? So what, I’m still in the game.
Even if Elon said my name in shame,
I’d look him dead in the face, no fear,
Like—“I don’t believe you, billionaire.”

Nah, you won’t cry in my grave.
You ain’t payin’ my rent.
So zip that hate,
I don’t need your two cent.

I grind like you,
Clock time like you,
Work for bosses who don’t rhyme like you.

Call me broken, call me late,
Call me names, go tempt your fate.
But don’t you dare, nah not today—
Don’t you ever call me weak — okay?

You don't know my fire,
You just see my scars.
But stars ain't born —
They're forged in wars.