his one goes out to all you motherfuckers that betrayed the Mane.
You know who you are, you little punks.
It's the return of the rap verse.
Stay True To The Mane.

Is what I said to the hype, foes (don't believe it)
seein' red, an Equestrian Psycho,
these lyrics, you'll see you won't like those,
but the Nirik in me got to ignite hoes

When you started out you were unsure
But the spark you'd found had got allure
And now you found you'd fit right in a community
where now you ain't hiding like you done used to be
Time went on, you weren't happy with your position,
so ya transitioned
And alone that was just fine
'Cause you know a chiller kirin would let it slide
'Til ya started talking smack
And stabbed your bronies in the back
Callin' it racist and homophobic
 'cause you can't stand a flame that makes a little smoke, bitch
I hope you're happy with your furry niche (Yiff in hell motherfucker)
Jumpin' on whatever wagon that got you high views,
so now I'm fire axin' you, "d'ya like Huey Lewis and the News"?
Turncoats got me waitin' to torch ya,
and I got no reservations to scorch ya,
Stay true to the Mane

Stayin' true to the mane
(Words of strength G, they better be packin' heat)
Ohh
(And y'all motherfuckers gonna square up like it's Hip To Be)
Ba da, ba da
(Call us divine flames 'cause when we pull up they're gonna have no option except to Christian Bale or Fire!)

First you were down with the shitpost,
then headed Twitter bound, a Dox Quick-sote
Pledged your always to the pony,
But you traded your homies for a bunch of woke phonies
No more Cloud Chaser, just clout chaser
Bigger waste of air than me, you fuckin' traitor
Schizo, take a pill
Swingin' your blade at every Nazi windmill
It was bitter when you done and went and showed your true stripes
and snowed up Twitter and the media for news hype
Fly your chickens out to fight this
Fry them up with secret spices
Gotta check that they ain't overly done
Since these flames burn at Marenheit 451
Actin' all weighty but he ain't mastered anything 'cept baiting.
Stay true to the mane

Stayin' true to the mane
(Miss me with that x3 shit, fuckin' molester)
Ohh
(Furry paws are gonna test ya, turn and run her)
Ba da, ba da
(over with a truck, say I'm burning rubber)

Made some pictures for your friends, then you blew up
And everypony knew 'em
Got yourself a Twitter account for publicity,
And shit run south is what it seems
'Cause you let your followin' fill your brain with gas
Combust a cap now the flame will last
Don't nobody ask about the ponies and the horseshoe lore
When you found you could glue a speech bubble on for virtue score
Turn the whole neighborhood into political mouthpieces
Guess it's the gayborhood but you need a miracle now (Jesus)
Using your mare herds to tell us what we ought to think
No more characters, just fellate makers of public policy
But this Nirik ain't in their purse, so you can't draw my strings
So you'll see who perish first, and who got the hotter beam
It's a heat ray every day ya bring flame and me take a bi-te so we say
stay true to the mane

Stayin' true to the mane
Ohh
Ba da, ba da
(Stay true to the mane)
Stayin' true to the mane
Ohh
Ba da, ba da