Howdy Appy, I'm Flowey, Appy, I would show you around here Appy

But this irrelevant freak is used to being underground and crappy

You're clowning tryna outrap me, Appy, your show can't compare to the fear I instill

'Cuz when it comes to a track, see, Appy

Let me tell you right here that it's kill or be killed

You're just shock horror for some worried minors

I'll compost your shitpost as fertilizer

And you rip off the Cove, yet you can't hold a Candle

Your white van's less scary than Damn Daniel

You're so obscure, this Lost Soul's plot just drones on

The most lame no-name John Doe fraud from Roblox

Your roots are embedded in your meaningless gore

It seems that this apple's rotten to the CORE

Oh no! It looks like Flowey's having trouble with his words

What do we need to fix this track? That's right, a Happy Rappy verse!

So now a real monster spits!... This one is not for kids!

This apple drops disses like Newton or humans that foolishly dropped from cliffs!

I'm a copy, bitch? That's low hanging fruit

Your dev took Earthbound and crammed it deep in your roots

Took combat from Touhou but couldn't do it well

I'd rather die and rot inside the Devil's realm than in your bullet hell

Here's another one of my accurate predictions

Big Apple drops bombs like I'm crashing a building!

With the van I'm equipped with, kids cower 'fore I kill 'em

You spit friendliness pellets, twice the pacifist Frisk is

I won't need to be the one to pick you off

When your dad's playing "She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not"

And since you wanna remain a rather sorrowful bloomer

Well, I Nick'd goat mama and made some new Juniors

I'll take this flower and slash him and split him

Apart like the Ruins his bloodline was hit with

Past your peak, what a tragedy, this flower is wiltin'

But that's natural children

Won't take Forenziks to tell you made no imprint on your genre

I don't even think Papyrus would enjoy your pasta

All the preschoolers would skip through the class

Of the Annoying Orange with a stick up his ass

I know hip hop, hell, flow's in my name

I'm Photoshop, you're more MS Paint

This is it, you idiot, you're meaningless and your show's done

You'll remain as the biggest troll to ever grace Toby's work since Homestuck

You freaked out when Frisk spared your life

How could you possibly Hurt Happy?

Then they turned crazy, you begged to survive

Even for a flower, you sure are sappy

Fun fact, kids! Apple seeds contain traces of cyanide

So how about you suck my seeds and kill yourself a final time