Rap battle!

Trevor Henderson!

Versus!

Corpse Husband!

Begin!

Disaster's near and I've come to warn you before it's too late now

Sorry, bud, but it looks like Daywalker already came out

Some teen saw your Twitch streams and now you've grown

But since your first feature your music careers been dead

A living tombstone (hey!) I got that thumbs up from Juni Ito! (hey!)

Anthony Fantano thinks you got that weak flow (hey!)

Started off by reading horror every week, yo

Damn, now some online e-girls got you losing sleep, bro?

You can't pull off all that darkness with how you hush your tunes

Recording songs like your mom's sleeping in the other room!

So call Sykkuno to report ya, I'm the prime suspect

I married the game, then killed it bitch, now I'm the Corpse Husband!

I don't really get what this connection is about, son

What am I? Another influencer you get clout from?

Someone tell this copycat, he better close up shop

You know I keep it real, crawl back to PhotoShop

I left the net broken like Chicago tornado sirens

You dropped some hits and then? Radio silence

There's no matching the pen game, this pro's packin'

When you need your own fans just to write up your whole canon

Some 'average Joe' managed to leave all your horror damaged

Now you're only scary as a 3 a.m. phone challenge!

So bring out all the critters from your drawn-out fan world

Make those pussies my bitches, cartoon Catgirl

I dig abstractions, but not the s**t you keep pumping

Turn away from your canvas the next time you feel a sneeze coming

With how you mimic others, you'd fit among my monsters

Jackin' other reader's styles like a Mr. Creepy-Impasta

While other people's stories keep on bringing your wealth

I'll find success in letting my creations speak for themselves!

I must say, it seems that you and I share similar features

But at least it's my intention to make people's ears hurt

Be careful what you wish for! When you're paired with this creature

As this will be the only time someone puts you on a speaker

Sounds vile with the same beats and the lame bars

Now I'll leave one more corpse in my graveyard

No one's here to save you, so don't try it

Corpse Husband's been found dead! Sound the sirens

You had some ideas but couldn't bring them to action

I could sum up your career in an Instagram caption

Since the first record, I've been going places

You couldn't even rise up from your basement

I pack more bite than your whole room of molars

I'm smoking crewmates, you're an RL Stoner

I guess I'm the real monster, I just buried you, Henderson

But at least you got a reference to draw another skeleton

Who won?

Who's next?

You decide!

The next rap battle is on the way!