I am a little surprised we have to go through this.
I’ve been around for a while, and I expect everyone knows me by now.
But if not, I got a lot of ways to say who I am.
This is one of them. Who am I? Who AM I? WHO AM I?

Well, I am the guy with the nose and the one with no hair.
I am the sort who speaketh words beyond compare.
I mean compare ’em to me. I’ll beat me easily.
It’s what I do, y’see. I’m Jon Berger.
Every day of the week.

That should clarify… with a little braggadocio to let you know-io how I go-io.
I mean, I don’t like to insult others, so basically,
I threw shade on me, because I deserve it. You know what I did yesterday?
You wouldn’t believe it…

Well, was it yesterday? Or sometime last year?
That puppet Jonny B just admitted his fears
to a crowd of three cuz that’s all who’d see
that’s little punk he’s such a crappy MC.

Word. That’s what it’s like. Fuck Jon Berger! But also:
Praise Jon Berger. I’m the best. I got a website
and some socials and you should give me money and credit
and also respect my family and drive my car ‘cuz I’ll be a star
and come in through my bathroom window and shit.

You know that great producers wanna work with this guy!
Also master DJs cuz his rhymes so fly
– or maybe a dope word from this century.
The current expressions matters little to me.