Lots of people sleeping on me, blocking the road
Judging by your snore PP you look awfully broke
My boy would kick your ass but he’s just gone for a smoke
My team is leet but I will rock it alone

Paralyze half your team, my Raichu is a fly zapper
Charizard the fury swipe master who can dice rappers
I’m a right bastard with the spice so you might hafta
Be a fire type if you will step up to the mic after

Try to scope the act, I’m bout to hunt you like a revenant
My leveling is effortless, there’s just no way to render it
Like character creator screens that tell me what my gender is
They’re lacking any eloquence and patently irrelevant

I like a dive, I’m unruly with the hooligans
That pal it down in Pallet Town and cool it in Cerulean
Find me in a Misty getup kicking in the pool again
Just proving my identity is truly never Boolean


You ain’t even slightly the best in the game
Up on live tape tryna get your necks in the frame
Christ’s sake, you ain’t even really dressed for the gays
Let me text you a jpeg of Jessie and James


Jessie and James, zesty and fresh
As a peppermint shake, they be taking offense at these
Hetero claims, queer representation
That’s dressed up to slay shit like Elliot Page

Knock knock, open up the rocket with the battery
Crop top popping out the collar automatically
It’s dope for your locality, my only bad habit
Is devouring the cowards up in power like a calorie

And you don’t even need em, we could banish the runts
We’re just a doubled up philanthropist on anarchist stunts
So amicable as we slam a couple hands and knuckle
Sandwich up in tandem like a pair of fucking glamorous punks

I said James, Jessie, gay besties
Rocket B-L-A-S-T
I-N-G to the sky, don’t even
Pretend that I’m built like the rest, you can test me


You ain’t even slightly the best in the game
Up on live tape tryna get your necks in the frame
Christ’s sake, you ain’t even really dressed for the gays
Let me text you a jpeg of Jessie and James

You ain’t even slightly the best in the game
Up on live tape tryna get your necks in the frame
Christ’s sake, you ain’t even really dressed for the gays
Let me text you a jpeg of Jessie and James


No you ain’t even slightly the best in the game
All your live takes spread upon the festival stage
Unblessed with the aid of my spectacle frames
I can still see you fail to impress, it’s a shame, but

You ain’t even slightly the best in the game
Up on live tape tryna get your necks in the frame
Christ’s sake, you ain’t even really dressed for the gays
Let me text you a jpeg of Jessie and James