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