[Verse]
Imperator in town, spreading coal like Santa Claus,
A baiter so bad, he can't even dodge applause.
Paper-thin facade, paper cuck in a rage,
Spitting nonsense wild, turning wisdom to a cage.
[Chorus]
Coal in his pockets, bad bait and stale hooks,
Imperator's tales, can't find 'em in the books.
Paper cuck swagger, can't even hold the stage,
Laughingstock of the block, he's a meme for the age.
[Verse]
Steps in the game, fumbling cues and roles,
Whispers in the wind, imperator's lost souls.
Coal dust trail, black marks on the road,
Bait crumbling fast, weight of his own load.
[Chorus]
Coal in his pockets, bad bait and stale hooks,
Imperator's tales, can't find 'em in the books.
Paper cuck swagger, can't even hold the stage,
Laughingstock of the block, he's a meme for the age.
[Verse]
Showtime disaster, mouth full of coal,
Whispers turn to laughter, stories left untold.
Paper cuck dreams, crushed under the press,
Struggling in the grind, always making a mess.
[Bridge]
Imperator's saga, a comedy in frames,
Curtains dropping heavy, ain't no saving grace.
Coal trail long, can't scrub out his fame,
From town to town, the legacy of shame.