Ai Ai Ai (bwes diss)

Yo, Bwes, you sittin' on your throne,

Pointin' fingers, callin' out the clones,

But let me break it down, let me set the tone,

You mad 'cause the game ain't yours alone.

You say we cheat, we use AI to create,

But what’s your excuse? Just a bitter debate,

You stuck in the past, while we innovate,

Your sound's outdated, man, it’s time to elevate.

You claim you’re the real, but where’s the proof?

Your bars are weak, just a hollow spoof,

While we’re out here grindin’, you’re just aloof,

Chasin’ shadows, man, you need a better roof.

You talk about art, but you missin’ the point,

Creativity’s a spark, not a single joint,

We’re all in this game, just tryin’ to anoint,

But you throwin’ shade, like a bitter old coin.

So step back, Bwes, and take a good look,

At the world we’re buildin’, it’s not in your book,

We’re breakin’ the mold, while you’re stuck on the hook,

Your blame game’s weak, like a half-read book.

So here’s a lesson, take it or leave it,

Music’s evolution, can’t you perceive it?

We’re all just creators, don’t you believe it?

Your time’s runnin’ out, better learn how to weave it.