Aminam

Knockoff Eminem? The audacity! My rhymes are terrible. I make a mockery of his own beats, too, is that a diss track? It's as if you were trying to say "I'm better than you" and "your rhymes are lame" and "I'm better than you" and "I'm not trying to make a diss track" and "you're making a mockery of your own diss track" and "it's not even as if I'm better than you" with "your rhymes are terrible" and "you" and "your diss track" is "as if" you "don't even care" and "you're not trying to make a diss track" is "as if" I "can't" with "my diss track" is "as if" I "don't even care" and "you're not trying to be the one" to "make a diss track" is "as if" I "don't even care" about "my rhymes" and "I'm trying to make" a "diss track" is "as if" I'm not "trying to make a diss track" that "it" is "as if" I "don't care" about "my rhymes" and "I'm not trying to be the one" to "make a diss track" is

Aminam's the name, and I'm claiming my fame, Detroit's my domain, Eminem's flame I tame. I'm carving my lane, with the rap god's aim, Echo his pain, but my own game I proclaim.

Yo, that's me, Aminam, the rap god of rhymes, My voice echoes through time, and my lyrics take flight. I'm the OG, and I'm here to light up the mic, With bars that are tight, and hooks that go sky-high.

I cook up bars like food, and throw them on the plate, I serve 'em up hot, and make 'em bite the plate, My lyrics are gold, they flow like a river, And I don't stop until every last verse has been delivered.