Can't Edit, Can't Fly, Can't Rap Right

Intro

Ayy, Damodar, you thought you had bars? (nah)

Sit down, boy, this one's for you, yuh!

Impact video flop, drone in the dirt,

Your diss track? Straight-up hurt, skrrt!

Verse 1

Yo, Damodar, you fumbled that edit hard,

Impact video for 7419? Looks like yard sale discard,

Clips glitchin', cuts whack, no flow, no spark,

You hit render and it crashed like your whole damn arc.

Tried to flex on the squad, but your timeline's a mess,

7419 watchin', laughin', "This dude's a jest,"

Frames droppin' slower than your career in distress,

Premiere Pro hatin' you, won't even save your stress.

Ayy, and that drone? Bro, you can't even lift off right,

Propellers spinnin' wild, crash land every flight,

Thought you was aerial boss, but you fly like a kite,

In a storm, tangled up, what a pitiful sight.

Controller shakin' in your hands, sweat on your brow,

DJI laughin' at you, "Novice, take a bow,"

Filmin' 7419 footage? Nah, just ground-level now,

Drone in pieces, budget smoked, how you gonna rebound?

Yuh, your diss track? Weaker than weak sauce drip,

Bars so soft, they melt when the beat hits,

I step in the cypher, you step out quick, tripped,

My flows nuclear, yours? Just a lame lil' quip.

Chorus

Damodar, can't edit, can't fly, can't rap right!

Impact video trash, drone crashin' all night!

Diss me? Boy, please, you ain't got the bite!

Damodar, can't edit, can't fly, can't rap right! (ayy!)

Damodar, can't edit, can't fly, can't rap right!

Impact video trash, drone crashin' all night!

Diss me? Boy, please, you ain't got the bite!

Damodar, can't edit, can't fly, can't rap right! (skrrt!)

Verse 2

Back at it, Damodar, your skills on zero, flatline,

7419 impact? More like impact on no one’s mind,

You splice and dice, but it’s choppy like bad wine,

Vinegar vibes, sour edits, leave us all blind.

Tried drone shots for the squad, what a comedy show,

Hover five seconds, then boom, straight to the low,

Wings bent, cams cracked, footage? Hell no,

You fly like your bars—nowhere to go.

Ayy, yuh, now your diss? Straight garbage pail kid,

Rhymes recycled, no heat, just lid,

I body you once, you hid, then tried again mid,

But your punchlines punch air, kid, that's it.

I'm the king of the booth, you the clown in the corner,

7419 crown me, you just a mourner,

Drone dreams dead, edit fails, diss track scorner,

Damodar, pack it up, this battle's a goner.

Wordplay wizard, you wizard of whack,

Can't stack a track, can't fly straight, that's fact,

I lap you twice, leave you lapped in the back,

7419 knows—I'm the impact, you slack!

Chorus

Damodar, can't edit, can't fly, can't rap right!

Impact video trash, drone crashin' all night!

Diss me? Boy, please, you ain't got the bite!

Damodar, can't edit, can't fly, can't rap right! (ayy!)

Damodar, can't edit, can'