Graham? (Who?)

Verse

Graham, haircut look like a crime scene, clipper left the scene, (uh-uh)

Fade so tragic, barber panic, left you lookin' mean, mean, mean.

You dumb as a paperback with no pages—lost in the dictionary, (ha!)

Can't spell your name right, you text like tragedy, (no clarity)

No friends in your DMs, just crickets on read—silent receipts,

You're broke and your jokes bounce like unpaid checks and bad beats.

Brothers and the dog love me, you love them? nah, you leech,

They call my name first, you whisper last—man, practice reach.

You smell like last week's excuses, stale gym socks and denial,

Kiss like you practiced on a scarecrow, lips stuck in denial.

No bod, no clout, just bones in a hoodie—skeleton flex (yeah),

You walk in a room, energy leave like a bad text. (bye)

I roast you soft and you still catch on fire—matchstick man,

I’m headline, you typo, I’m champagne, you empty can. (pop)

Chorus

Graham? (who?) Graham? (nah)

No brain, no gains, no game, no name—Graham? (who?)

Can't read, can't write, can't fight, can't pay the rent tonight,

Graham? (who?) Graham? (who?)—ghost with a bad cut under the lights. (oh-oh)

Verse

You a walking misprint, misplaced comma, grammar crime,

Spellcheck gave up on you—autocorrect said "never mind."

You fake tough like discount leather—peel at the seams, (peel)

Talk big, act small—two-dollar dreams, clearance jeans.

Your rep's a dead battery—no spark, no charge, no spark, (uh-huh)

I light up the room, you dim the mood like a cheap remark.

Brothers pass me plates, dog jumps on my lap—you're background noise,

I'm trophy, you're caution sign—trip hazard for boys.

You coulda been somebody but you settled for maybe, (maybe)

Kiss was a misdemeanor—emotional petty.

I clocked every flaw, put 'em on display, no edit,

You stuck on "almost" while I live full credit. (cha-ching)

So take your bad cut and your bad breath, pack it tight, fade to gray