Athena Athena Athena

Aye Goddess, you got this? this God diss //

Im blaspheming this weak ass Greek shit

You are only fan. Thats not it. //

You ain’t wise, smart for flirty

That name you rep is counterfeit. //

Can’t buy the bag, so suck a dick

You Sucka…shit

Seems your philosophy is just a buncha //

biting, Deep throat or split, //

Your hole be minced. You Lioness?

I’m king of beast. I lead real men, //

You lead with tits. I help em win,

You make em quit. I weave with wits, //

You arachnophobic,

You Just a knitty, one trick insectavore

This biz that real stick-y zip //

Let’s see you crawl up outta of this.

I’m on yo head #Arachne’s revenge. //

You made Madusa suffer when,

Poseidon is who laid the sin. //

Justice where? Simps voting tryna hit it!

My pen’s more just while your pen just is.//

My pen does more than your pen understands.

My words can take you to new lands:

Some call it penmanship. //

Your bars ain’t nothing but wet sand,

Crumbles like a castle hit. //

Who you wit? He must be simp.

I know you think you pimping. Quit! //

What you attract is rubber. Bent?

I’m rhyming hard enough to spin //

You from the wet dream you been in

Translation: who you think you fuckin wit? //

Take that BBL and broke BDs back

To wherever the hell you leave, //

Circle back and find what made you bleed.

I’d’ve patched that trauma if you weren’t a sleeze. //

More hands been through you than a sleeve.

Don’t ever try me with them dirty knees. //

I’m H-I-M, make Her, M-E’s.

Zeus swallowed your mom, //

You swallowing meeee!

You what’s behind the Trojan, //

Never allowed closer,

A barrier between pumps, //

Is the only way they’d hump ya.

So I can’t claim you’re a dumpster, //

They’re brought inside and have more function.

You lack the evident substances //

You need to work on assumptions

Just because they came, //

Don’t mean they enjoyed the function.

You needed this here stomping, //

To quell all that bratty ass thirsting.

Don’t get caught lurking //

Bitch stop the mumbling

Speak up, or get back to sucking //

Poseidon. Did he really stuff it?

Yo olive trees ain’t about nothing. //

Your vanity’s leaking, go plug it.

Your ringless coping is hopeless. //

Shut up and go make yourself worth it.