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Freckly little redheads, with Snapbacks and Jordan's

Thinking They're Hot shit. Nothing but a loser

As tough as skin on rice pudding with their pants low on their ass

But when it comes to being brutal. Give them a pass

Come at me bro, do you even slam?

I drop sick breakdowns, you feel me fam?

I know 4 notes on my down tuned 8 string

Vape and gape, my pig squeals dominate

Insufferable tropes, and elitist behavior

Look upon the slam and you think its your savoir

Malicious, indignant, back stabbers, you're failures

It's now become stale, and can't work in your favor

A scene that thrives on its clothing and likes

But if the sound derives you just sit back and whine

Technique and prowess, All the great sounds you're missing out

You wanna stick to binary and say it superior?

Play more than one riffs and you'll still be inferior