09/07/2025
This isn’t a diss track, it's a response & a full-blown character demolition, captured in music form. It’s what happens when a washed-up relic like Upchurch, now reduced to a loudmouthed internet clown, tries to throw shade from behind a screen & gets taken down by "the creature" he never saw coming. While he’s been busy sniffing his own ego & numbing himself with whatever drug cocktail keeps him screaming into his phone screen, I've been busy crafting something lethal.
Every bar is a scalpel. Every line was written with focus & precision. Facts delivered through flawless ex*****on. I didn’t just hit him with lyrics, I hit him where it hurts, in the ego. In his legacy. In that small voice he tries to silence that keeps asking, “What happened to you?”
And no, I don’t care if he responds. This wasn't bait. I didn’t make this hoping that he'd clap back. I made this to show exactly what happens when someone with purpose & skill, steps up to someone, who has run out of both.
His talent, gone. His hunger, gone. His relevance, gone & he knows it. That’s why he bullies. That’s why he clowns. Because when you’re creatively bankrupt, all you have left is noise. GobbledyGuke.
He won’t respond. Not because he’s “too big.” Not because he’s above it, but because he knows what I said was true. Line for line. More importantly, he knows he can’t match it.
Even if he tried to respond, it wouldn’t be a comeback, it would be a confession. Every rushed rhyme, every recycled insult would just prove what we all see now, the man who used to write with fire can’t even light a spark anymore.
So no, he won’t step up to THIS mic.
Because the second he does, he’s exposed.
And that silence? Best believe, It will speak volumes.
This isn't a diss track, it's a response & full-blown character demolition, captured in music form. It's what happens when a washed-up relic like Upchurch, n...
