Testo: John Reuben. Hello Ego.

Hello there ego why it's a displeasure to meet ya
To be honest bro I really don't know how to treat ya
Greet ya with a pound but you want more than dat
And to be honest I really don't know how to act
I hear the blah blah blahblah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Man I watch your ego spoil for thinkin' you're
Fresher than all else

Face full of perspiration from sweatin yourself
Lettin' yourself act like a fool man look
I don't care about your personalized hip-hop rule book
Took another man's thoughts on rules for the microphone
How can I respect your opinion when it's not your own
Known fact you have an ego you need to lose it
Cuz if you're so real why you tryin so hard to prove it
It should just be and if it is then we don't need
A constant reminder that you're the dopest emcee

(chorus)
So you're the illest - so you're the dopest
So you're the slickest man why you tellin' me this
In one ear and out the next all I keep on hearing is
Blah blah blah...

Hello there ego can I call you out for what you are
John Doe status but you're fronting superstar
more like super far from reality
But I guess it's trendy to make it look like actuality
Now let me see too many claim where they want to be
And not where they're at
I'll call your front and all those who got your back
Let it be known clone mimicks nah you won't last
You don't have a future cuz you didn't have a past
So in the present please don't get perturbed

If I pay no attention to you and your pointless idle words
Cuz time is precious and I have better things to do
Than waste my energy on hearing you brag about you
Recyclin hip-hop the same old same old
How you're so fresh and all else is stale n' old
It's getting old plus man I've heard it all before
Pointless verses covered up in metaphors
Now catchin rec is one thing that's cool to express
But there's only so many ways that you can tell me
You're the best