[Verse 1: Frida Kahlo]
I was born a painter, see, and I have this mentality
Do not dream about winning, instead create my reality:
Where this ass doesn't exist, your artwork is outlandish
Maybe stay away from the LSD before you grab a canvas!
I'd rather face the other Salvador Dali, not this sad sack
I'm quite certain a two year old could spit much better raps!
My work's about pain, and that's what you're going to feel
This freak of a human winning? Now that's surreal!
[Verse 2: Salvador Dali]
Listen, I don't do drugs, I AM drugs, okay?
And the only thing that's high is the success I've claimed
Your narcissism is something into which I will delve
What kind of real artist only paints pictures of themselves?
Your bеtter soft watch out, or prepare for a shock
You'rе in trouble now, I'll melt your face like a clock!
This'll be your Day of the Dead prepared to get wowed!
'Cause I have more talent than you have hair between your brows!
[Verse 3: Frida Kahlo]
Oh my goodness, you're such a rebel, you got kicked
Out of school, I'm so scared, can't you tell? Of course I kid!
I don't mind your scary portraits and your creepy landscapes
The only thing I'm genuinely scared of is your face!
I'm amazed that you even know what a rap battle means
You're so crazy, I was expecting you to compliment me!
I hope you've had a fun life, scaring the hell out of your friends
'Cause there's going to be a funeral tomorrow, this is the end!
[Verse 4: Salvador Dali]
I'm dealing with a tragedy, my memory fails to persist
Can someone remind me why I'm bothering to fight this bitch?
Yes there will be a funeral, and I'll be there watching
But you on the other hand? You'll be lying in the coffin!
Are you ashamed of yourself? You look red as a tomato!
And you're a bigger pile of shit than your husband Diego!
You're literally good at one thing, and that thing is breathing!
Have no fear of perfection, you won't ever reach it!