Glitch in the system

Two trailer park girls goin' viral again, With a mic, a scheme and a pad and a pen, They said "where you been"- I was layin' low Now I'm back with a grin and a crazy flow! (Haha) Guess who's back? Back again. The messed up dude with a pad and a pen. Guess who's nuts? Still deranged. I pop up loud like your friend in chains! La-la-la, its sketchy time, Bustin' through the curtain like "cut that rhyme!" So everybody just loose your grip, Hide your kids and your ego quick - A little bit of misfit, back for the mischief, C***h through the party with a mic and a biscuit. Oops did i say that, Too bad, I meant it, Spit so raw, make you all feel tempted. I'm the clown in your class that doesn't sit still, The pill in the p***h cant make you distill. I'm the glitch in your phone, the add you skip, The one bad thought you cant dismiss. Join the ride and follow me, Stir up noise so obnoxiously. Your whole life feed been way too clean, Like tik tok mums I'm still creating So I'm back- not askin' permission, Just hacking your brain with a sick transmission. Pull up in a robe with a grin and shades, And a flamethrower aimed at your fan base. Guess who's back? Back again. That ADHD with a pad and a pen. Guess who's loud? Guess who's slick? Who talks to fast and raps too quick? Na-na-na, no rules, no chill, Blow up your safe space, just for the thrill. So everybody just loose your grip, Tell your shrinking grandma quick I've been gone for a minute, now I'm back in the zone, Like your drunk uncle on speakerphone. Dropping f bombs in a Walmart card, Rapping like I got kicked out of school, that's hard. I ain't here to play safe or fake nice, I'm here to cut deep like a half-off slice. Like " Oops did I offend you Karen?" Go write a post, I'm still uncaring. I'm the reason your app got flagged again, The weird kid painting flames with pens. Still that brain with no filter swich, Super sketchy grin with a bag full of tricks. Chilling with a b**t that bounces like rubber, Say what I want, no need for cover. So cancel me, i'll still exist, Like glitter, I always get stuck where it hits. Guess who's back? Back again. That twisted brain in a padded den. Guess who laughs? Guess who bites? Who ruins the tracks and steals the spotlight? Na-na-na dont f***t the sound, Let it ring loud and shake your town. So everybody just loose your grip, And jump up and down on a banana split. Yo, its the final curtain, the last act, the encore, Words slicing deeper than a chainsaws roar. I spit truths, no sugarcoat, no disguise, Rhymes so raw, they cut through the lies. From my bedroom to the global stage, I've penned my pain, my joy, my rage. Each verse a chapter, each hook a scar, A journey etched in every bar. So as the b**t fades and the lights dim low, Know this ain't the end, just part of the show. I'll be back with tales yet untold, With rhythms fierce, and lyrics bold.