Falling Off Rank

Yeah Bradlee used to top the charts, now he's just fallin' apart Had that global elite, now gold ain't even a start His aim's lost its art, laggin' behind, ain't smart He's just a has-been player, with a rusted ol' heart Once a killa in the game, now he barely can claim Any frags on the board, yeah that fall from fame Eminence in his eyes, now he can't hide the shame Step aside, Bradlee, you ain't fit for this game Ayo, Bradlee, remember when you used to dominate? Droppin' bomb scores, man, that stuff was just innate But now you're just dead weight, strugglin', too late Guess time's a thief, it robbed you clean off your slate Used to spray 'em like Pollock, now you're missin' the mark From Global Elite to Gold Nova, lost that spark You're the punchline now, in this e-sports arc Fading out, Bradlee, can't strike light in the dark