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Jupiter
- The asshole’s back, staggering like a battered phantom, tryna grasp
- At whatever scraps of relevance he thinks he still has
- You’re a walking disaster and a calamity incarnate
- An abandoned carcass of ambition gone to waste
- Flailing in the aftermath of your own catastrophic lack of talent
- I bask in greatness, while you’re barely graspin’
- At adequacy, in your own narrative you’re an antagonist
- Sabotaging yourself, your presence is like asbestos in an attic bitch
- Barely noticeable at first, but ultimately a hazard
- A festering plague contaminating everything that passes
- Everything you articulate is an abomination
- A arrogance and amateurism amalgamation
- You lack the capacity for clarity and the backbone for battle
- The stamina to stand against actual brilliance because you’re trash bro
- You’re an accident masquerading as an argument
- So quit making attempts at mattering, because you’re not the shit
- Understand, this is natural law, the apex prevails, the abysmal vanishes
- And you’re just another forgotten artifact gatherin’
- Dust in a basement nobody visits
- You really thought he could step up again bitch
- Like you didn’t already get verbally curb stomped
- Into the dirt last time, like I didn’t already skin him alive with words sharp
- Enough to cause his soul to bleed, see, I tried to let you walk away
- With what little dignity you had left, but here you are, stumbling your way
- Back like the pathetic little goblin you are, boutta get your ass killed
- You’re the human equivalent of a plastic bag floating through a landfill
- Cause you’re completely useless, an eyesore, and filled with garbage
- And the wind of your own failures are tossin’
- You around, you’re circling the drain, choking the very air
- With your sad little presence, every time you open your pair
- Of lips, the stench of your mediocrity poisons the atmosphere
- Worse than a coal plant run by a toddler drunk off of beer
- You ooze failure like an oil spill, and leave behind nothing
- But devastation and regret, quit dreaming that you’ll ever be something
- Your dreams are extinct, your ambitions are melting faster
- Than the ice caps, your skills are more obsolete than leaded gas is
- You’re the factory pumping out failure by the metric ton
- An unchecked toxic wasted potential dump
- You try to step to me but you don’t have the infrastructure to support it
- Just like your sad little life doesn’t have the foundation for holdin’
- Any success, you’re the human embodiment of smog
- Cause you’re choking, and when it comes to breathing it’s hard
- You reek of self pity and despair, leaving behind a trail
- Of emotional litter every time you fail
- You’re the microplastics in your own bloodstream
- Slowly poisoning yourself with your own self loathing and suffering
- You’re just another piece of disposable trash, floating through space
- Like a soggy, ripped up McDonald’s bag in a parking lot sweeping away
- Go ahead and throw another weak ass attempt my way
- I’ll shred through you like you’re a rusted out car and I’m acid rain
- Keep embarrassing yourself and polluting the timeline with your presence
- Because at the end of the day, I’ll stay winnin’
- Consider this your formal indictment, your final sentencing
- And your public damnation all in one, bitch don’t mess with me
- You’re exploited, pathetic, and destined for a smackin’
- You strutted in here like you had legal standin’
- But I checked the precedent, and it turns out you have none
- Your entire existence is a frivolous lawsuit, you bum
- No merit or backing, just a desperate attempt at relevance
- That any self respecting judge would dismiss with prejudice
- I stand here as the living, breathing Supreme Court decision
- The kind that sets binding precedent for millenia
- You tried to argue your case, but the statute of limitations
- On your relevance has been expired for ages
- I’m the judge, the jury, and the executioner
- And I’m issuing you a one way ticket to legal Jupiter
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