Hi Eminem

[Hi Eminem -Asa Jake]
Em, I think your shit's really dope
But these industry clones are idiots so I'ma diss 'em
Their pinnacle is a ten year old on his tippy toes
But my pinnacle at minimal's big as the Hulk
Internet trolls dishing out blows
Thinkin' they scold bitches should know
I don’t give in or fold I got a trick up my sleeve
What that really just means
Is when I roll up and bare arms, a trick gets exposed
Vegan but gon' be sendin'
All of the beef to your homes in minutes
I’m gonna be at your door
So people are goin to think it’s Jehovah’s Witness
You hope to defeat me I’m undefeatable
So it’s unfeasible, so unbeatable
Nobody’ll be gettin close
Tweaking the whole meaning of social distance
Hand is steady fastidious with semis
Addicted to rhythm it is to me what conspiracy is to Chris Webby
I see the idiocy in an emcee, got the epitome of infantry
Ain’t nobody this egregious, greet you with a diss if you disagree
I got nightmarish lines, my lyrics might frighten; paralyse
Incite sheer plight, strife, terror
Bite me? A price might be your life
Tellin' people that we be alike
Like I’d be all like, “I like bein' like you”
I don’t like you b, I beat the lights out low IQ people like you
Be polite? Cute, nice request
Only please that’ll be given are your pleas when I dice your neck
And I will act on it, I don’t like to jest
I’m gonna kill you Eminem, that’s the only way I make an idle (idol) threat

Okay, now I’m switching the song
I came off the rip, you came to be rippin' me off
So I’m killin' you off
The minute you start talkin' you’ll get shot
And be spilling your thoughts like an internet vlog

'Cause bitch I’ll kill you! But first I have to ask
Why does white rapper have to be anti-vax and rag on masks?
I have the stats and facts
Now you ass-mad 'cause my stance is data-backed
Tell Joe Rogan I’m more based
It’ll warrant a quarrel and court case if I say he pours horse paste on his face
'Cause CNN told him not to
While his eyeballs glued to Fox News like, “it’s all true!”

And all you know I ain’t a role model
Swallow a full bottle of desperados all in one gulp
Wallow and mope, squabble with my uncle
While I got a whole mouthful of vegan sausage roll full of falafel
Invented by Eminem; rap made me
I’ll kill you and blame it on guns, I bet conservatives still think rap made me
You misinformed like mansplaining
Man, it’s over when my gun sings, I call it the fat lady

You can’t blame me for being mean
My FB feed be full of conspiracy theories
Like Nicki, people are now gonna be deceased
'Cause your CDs said there’s deceit in the CDC
Keep three meters away, I ain't tryna see ya
My team are the Fleece, we are the epitome of sheer genius
Y’all are copying us
You mimicking sounds, call you onomatopoeia

And also I'ma quash Tom Macdonald
He is abominable, his thoughts are a product of all the
Fox that he puts on while he jots
But he is the hog version of Hopsin
He’ll get washed and all his art ain’t raw, it's comical as the bar
“Did the guy that started college go to a college?”
And Boris Johnson and all them going to parties
Omicron is startin' to overload hospitals
'Cause covid is in its prime and it’s the prime minister
That promised that when it came to prominence to stop it
Minutes prior to partying
Not following guidelines, talkin' bout the problem is us?
I'ma just fucking switch it
I’m kicking up dust, you bitten it once I spit it
Unpredictable with the utterances
Out to rid utter ridiculousness in an instant
Republicans’ll have to get hit
Whatever the status-quo is you be ass kissin' it
Let me spell it out:
Fuck what you REP, U B LICAN the cans of the rich

Rappers’ll snitch, 6ix9ine shit
You exclaim if I flip
Point my chrome at guys wigs
Toys might blow, bitch I’m Sid
This blind kid gives guys shit
Reply? It’s a hate crime, get indicted
Grip my extended clip, my clique can click and your kin can die quick
Woah
Your tracks not dope at all so
I can block your ass
Also, at 5-0 I can’t not blow gats
Y’all know ACAB my slogan, brrrat
Die slow, you cats rivals to black lives, so
Let the pig say his last words, then the show's over
Yeah that’s all folks

Just kidding bitch, I ain’t finished yet
I’ll Interject in a second with a weapon
You better get a vest, I'm gettin a tech
It’s imminent death to many men that test it
If you didn’t get it, it's reference to 50 Cent
And when I be stepping up in a session
You better get impressed, or I’ll be gettin pressed
I got the iron, shit ain’t gettin pressed
Over-achieving?
Nah, over achieving, I’m sick of cheques
Known to bully, and most notably, I can kill a set
Lower libido, and so what I mean I don’t give an F
Foe gonna be leakin', I don’t wanna be overly conceited
But nobody is going to be slowing the momentum anymore
At any moment I’m fittin' to blow and get a feature from Eminem
O2 ain’t needed for me to flow on a beat
I don’t breathe I won’t even ink
I just go off of the dome what is a pen?
Know I been schemin' and hopin' to meet him when kid was 10
So if he’s seeing my song I just need to say, “what up Slim?”