Peasants drop tracks but they sound straight sharty,
Tryna step up, but they ain't even partly.
I'm ten steps ahead, they still on the map screen.
Talk tough, vanish quick, like they never were seen.
Daddy and I? Royal blood. You?
I got money while you're stuck in mud, barely started

They flex online, but in person they fold,
Cheap lines, weak spines, zero control.
I move with precision, they trip
This throne ain’t shared, it’s me and you, Daddy, worldwide.

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