Hey 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 Yeah, yeah 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 ghost writer 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 Listen Tory Lanez you better stay in your lane Stick to rappin' 'bout the bitches, money, cars and cocaine I ain't hatin' 'cause I know you puttin' food on your plate But if you have no substance, you can't be great You got bars lil' nigga, but they hold no weight I move mountains with my shit, make the whole world shake I know you feel this shit in your soul Word on the street Lil' Tory love suckin' on toes I'm J. Cole the way I diss niggas Factual facts factually fictionalizing what niggas say in they raps I dissected every word that you had said in the past And I'm convinced the insecurity stems from a man who doesn't know So I will educate and I will help you grow To be the best is more than similes, metaphors, and flows It's the ability to enter in a motherfucker's soul And then repair it and release it to the motherfuckin' globe Man come on Tory Why you lyin' to these niggas? Why you claim you the best? What you hidin' from these niggas? Get that shit up off your chest and we'll still ride wit' you nigga Boy, you better show respect, 'Pac died for you nigga In a different category, married to game you now divorced and payin' alimony I am not a saint, this is not a holy matrimony I am not your peer, I was made inside a laboratory I'm from the same country this a family feud Ya, I love you like a son and I know Drake does too The bloods thicker than the water, so I'll tell you the truth You will never be the best, you are not that dude But don't worry you will still be rich Fuck every girl and probably bang every bitch Have niggas down to ride, until the day you quit Have girls sing along with you to all your shit Now let me tell you why I'm qualified, my quality is quantified I'm greatness in the makin' but it's actually personified A mammoth feastin' through a rap game famine Bars immigrated caught up like you 21 Savage I am not the other people you battled, I won't get personal I rap and sing just like you, but it's purposeful Don Q let you live, Joyner murdered you I cut you up limb by limb, this shit is surgical To be the best, you have to speak on more topics than your riches I'm a rapper for the people, you a rapper for the bitches Changin' lives I will live and outlast But as soon you stop rappin', you're a thing of the past Just another rapper waitin' on a check from a entity You'll die and be forgotten, I will die and leave a legacy Rap sing melodies, my cadence straight heavenly Rap game savior, you infect it I'm the remedy This out of reach I set the bar too high Vertically challenged, you won't reach it even if you reply I got a fetish for dead bodies, I'll eat you alive Take your heart, drink your blood while I'm watchin' you die Tory, this is tactical, highly mathematical Divided and subtracted you from thinkin' it was practical To rap against a nigga who is versed and international And studied in the arts of killin' rappers who aren't rational So what you gon' say to 'Pac when I send you up to meet him up in heaven? How you gon' explain that you claim you the best but ain't got nothin' to show for it on your damn record? We don't care 'bout cars We don't care 'bout clothes We don't care 'bout money Tory Lanez nigga we don't care 'bout none of that shit You a prime example of a nigga who got it On the outside but inside you still ain't rich We care 'bout impact Nigga did you give back? Every time you rap Don't nobody feel that Nigga you a joke To think that you can sit amongst the greats All the ones who here now, and the ones who paved the way Fuck Man that should be me I'm the one who should be sayin' I'm the best I'm the one rappin' savin' lives underpaid Who ain't even fuckin' worried 'bout a motherfuckin' check It's Dax