Danson on the beat
First off, fuck Joss
He thinks he cool he thinks he's the boss
Don't know shit, but he still likes to talk
Like he been in the rap game for so long
He thinks he's so smart
Thinks he really knows art
Tries to be humble but inside he thinks he is Mozart
Not news to him, he thinks he has friends but they just use him
'Cause he has a car and they know he'll drive them
'Cause he can't say no 'cause he's lonely within
Thinks he'll go to heaven, but nah he sins
He prays that one day, he'll just win
He's so pathetic
He's poor but says he's so fedded
I bet he meets his girls on reddit
He can't keep one, he always feels shredded
'Cause they break his heart
But I don't blame them, bitch from the start
He tries to keep 'em, but it falls apart, uh
Fuck Joss, he ain't a hoss
Fuck Joss, he's no boss, uh
If he weren't in my life, then it wouldn't be a loss
Fuck Joss, he's no boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has no talent but that was never the issue
Yuh, fuck Joss
Uh, fuck Joss
Joss sucks
Fuck Joss
Fu, fu, fuck Joss
Fuck Joss
Fuck Joss
Joss Sucks
Fuck Joss
Uh, yuh, yuh
Fuck Joss
Who ya tryna fool?
We know your name
You switched a letter
But you're still the same
You think you're so clever
'Cause you're switching up a letter
But it's not gonna make your rap skills better
Yup, you still suck
You keep on trying
But still no luck
Pye keeps telling you you're improving
But he's just being nice 'cause he knows you're losing it, uh
On Free Mindstate, you were good, not great
By this album, hell no, no way
You're just like the equivalent of Drake
'Cause all your new shit, they're just throwaways, huh
I would say what a shame
But I don't think anybody cared anyway
No, I don't think anybody cared anyway
You sent your music to all your friends
They said "dope", didn't wanna offend
That built your ego, didn't want it to end
When they said it was good, it was just pretend
Sorry to inform ya
Nobody wants you as a performer
You need to roll out like a transformer
Don't ever come back
Never get warmer
Never get warmed up
You think you can make it to Sx?
That's a fucking joke
I bet those aren't lyrics you wrote
If you ever get big, then I bet you'll joke
To see your talent, need a stethoscope
Plus there's so many rappers better than you
So don't raise your hope, uh
Fuck Joss, he's no boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has no talent but that was never the issue
Yuh, fuck Joss
Uh, fuck Joss
Joss sucks
Fuck Joss
Fu, fu, fuck Joss
Fuck Joss
Fuck Joss
Joss Sucks
Fuck Joss
Uh, yuh, yuh
Fuck Joss
Why do I do this?
Why do I rap?
Is it because it's the only thing that I'm good at?
I'm not good at anything else and that's a fact
Go ahead, ask my friends, they'll agree with that
It's not hard to see
Why I do this
Can't make varsity
On any team, it't not a part of me
And I can't pass tests, it's hard for me
Wanna know why I'm always bummed out?
By the time you hear this, I've probably flunked out
I'm a dumbass and I need to be subbed out
Got no common sense, what's the point of me now?
And I don't understand
Why I can't understand
Why I can't be the man
Wanna die where I stand
Got no one in my stands
Got this dagger in my hands
Might as well draw some blood like I was Son of Sam, ah
Fuck Joss, he's no boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has no talent but that was never the issue
Yuh, fuck Joss
Uh, fuck Joss
Joss sucks
Fuck Joss
Fu, fu, fuck Joss
Fuck Joss
Fuck Joss
Joss Sucks
Fuck Joss
Uh, yuh, yuh
Fuck Joss
