I’m Not Joyner or Don Q Dax

[Intro]
Ain't no hard feelings my nigga
We gon' laugh about this one day
This was not murder, it was manslaughter
You brought it upon yourself
From yours truly
The next upcoming Canadian hip hop artist
Dax

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, huh
You said you was the best my nigga, what is the criteria?
All of that's subjective like the prices in Nigeria
How can you compare yourself to all of your superiors?
A Jay, Kendrick, or Cole, my nigga, you inferior
All for social media, you preachin' to the choir
I was summoned by the greats, I'm here to force you to retire
I am not a preacher, I am not a teacher
I require only pens, pencils and pads to burn you in this fire
This is not a game, you are playin' checkers, I've been playin' chess
You might be what's on, but I'm what's up and I'm what's on next
Prodigy, that's why they had a ghostwriter callin' me
I kept it on the hush, that's a Canadian conglomarency
Honestly, I was taught to play fair
I won't make a joke about your height or your new hair
I won't talk about your sexuality I don't care
Dream doll addressed it, so I ain't finna go there