Damn brain freeze, this blows

Want an insult more than "no, you're stupid"
But zip is what my brain's doin'
Want a zing but I've not yet accrued it
Look l-l-like a sad twerp
Hurlin' insults needs them to be zoomin'
Jack shit is what my brain's doin'
Got no zing which makes me feel real stupid
Look l-l-like a sad twerp

"Dope! Dope! Dope!" is what I must drown out
So that I can get a diss out now
Brain flow can't stick, I need insults quicker
Can't be ruminatin' on this for five more minutes, whoa
Wanna call you psychotic, but that's not really honest
And it's not a "Damn, ooh snap", hurts
Tryna insult ya here, not just name-call in here
Somethin' here kinda sucks, I fear, oh
I'm gonna just let go, I could
Keep stallin', but I feel no good
Without the perfect snub, but just wait, bud, cause by dusk
I'll have somethin' better than nothin', uhh (damn brain freeze, this blows)

Can't insult you in a way non-stupid
This shit can't be what I'm doin'
Need a zing, failin' here to accrue it
Look l-l-like a sad twerp
No insults are comin', yours come fluid
Your quips are beyond "you're stupid"
Full of zings, none left for my own usin'
Look l-l-like a sad twerp

I got it! No, that wouldn't stand up
To the ones you threw out, that sucks
I got it! No, anyone here would see
That burn is barely a point-oh-five degree, not hot
Great joke tomorrow, I know
But when it happens, a stone
I'd still throw in vain hope that you'd go cry so
But my wit's off, can't do it right now, though
Hear jeerin' from the stands though they don't exist
Just what I expect, I'm so bad at this
Shoulda thought stuff in advance for this, so crap at this
Such an awkward void when there should be the baddest diss
Well, I s'ppose there is, only in the sense that I bombed
With no proper quippery, just vague epithets at your mum
Can't say my material is short, cause you are shite
But my brain just won't commit to churn out great slights, great slights (damn brain freeze, this blows)

No insults are comin' that aren't stupid
Each diss that you form is fluid
Constant zings makin' me feel real useless
Look l-l-like a sad twerp
Bad insults keep comin', I feel foolish
You quip at what my brain's doin'
What a zing, wish that I said that, screw this
Look l-l-like a sad twerp

Need to stop whinin', step up
And try to make some great slightin', uh-huh
All that's comin' to me only roast me
Might start switchin' lanes, haha
Might go Rodney Dangerfield, but I wager
I'd still delay it, yeah
Hopin' that ev'ry diss I'm creatin'
When I get home will be great and not this lame and stupid
Next level now, turn it up a notch
But today, you put me right on the spot
I'll bring you so low, each blow is so dope
Collapse on the damn floor, okay, I'll go

My insults will make you feel so useless
They'll hit so hard like a boomstick
E'vry zing will prove that you're so stupid
Look l-l-like a sad twerp
Great insults can't be done while they're zoomin'
So quick, take back my first chorus
The best zings take time, don't be so stupid
Look l-l-like a sad twerp