Welcome to the Devil's den

I'm a scary monster

Stomping this sprite in frilly trousers

You're a weirdo Wolfie

You're into powdered wigs and poop

and your cousin blew notes

On your little magic flute

your daddy issues make the Jackson 5

look like the Family Circus

you might have been a genius

but you died baroque and worthless

I'm rich acclaimed and famous

I'm on playlists

I'm the A-list

you're the lamest

kiss my ass

Amadeus

was that a verse

or did you just get the hiccups?

I'm a prodigy Sonny

and I'm about to smack a bitch up

my music is two hundred years old

and it's still excellent

in two more months

the world will forget about

your skrill-excrement

I can't believe the way you dress

when you dubstep out of the house

you're like an emo Steve Urkel

and you reek of dead mouse

I am the world's greatest composer

no one knows what you are

except a lonely little troll

who knows how to press a spacebar

I attack

you decay

can't sustain my releases

sidechain Wolfgang

bangarang you to pieces

I'm a self made man

you're a slave to your papa

I'm a rock star

mix you with the bass and

drop ya

global

my strobes glow like Chernobyl

kids explode and get mobile

no one even knows you

I make the whole world move

you play community theater

I gained your same fame from home

on a blown out speaker

oh yes I've heard that EP

and see I've transcribed it here

tell me what comes after

the sixty-eighth measure of diarrhea?

what kind of drugs does it take

to enjoy this?

I've no idea

I've seen more complexity

in a couch from IKEA

you go piano

to fortississimo

that means soft to very very loud

'cause I'm guessing that you didn't know

why don't you put down your cubase

and pick up a real bow

I rocked harder than you

when I was five years old

who won?

who's next?

you decide