Yo, I'm droppin' rhymes like my posts, full of wit,

My style's as fresh as a チョコラスク hit.

You're stuck in a loop, just like your old posts,

While I'm servin' up bars like チャハハーン roast!

Like a tanuki, I'm sly, got tricks up my sleeve,

You're lost in the woods, while I weave, I deceive.

You talk about 'initiatives,' but can't take the lead,

I'm the gourmet of rhymes, you're just basic feed.

I'm like a post-truth, shifting reality's frame,

You're stuck in old tales, playing yesterday's game.

I'm the headline act, like a gourmet delight,

While you're just a side dish, barely in sight!

I'm the tanuki trickster, got the magic touch,

While you're stuck with posts that don't say much.

I'm the king of wordplay, like a gourmet feast,

You're just a snack, a mere side dish at best!

I'm the rhyme gourmet, a feast for your ears,

While you're still posting about ancient fears.

You think you're the lead, but I'm the director,

In this rap battle, I'm the ultimate connector!

I'm the master of the game, like a tanuki's disguise,

You're just another post, lost in the timeline of lies.

I spin tales like a wizard, casting rhymes so divine,

While your words are more tangled than a conspiracy line!