Since someone asked ChatGPT to roast Eminem, I decided to ask it to write a diss track.

I will let you be the judge of how good it is.

"The End of Em"

(Verse 1)

Yo, Em, your time’s up, pack your bags,

You’re just a punchline, a washed-up drag.

Used to be the king, but you lost your crown,

Now you’re just another clown, tryin’ to hold it down.

You thought you’d be immortal, but your fire’s out,

Your rhymes are stale, your style’s in doubt.

You had a moment, yeah, we gave you a pass,

But now you’re a relic, an old-school sass.

You’ve been screamin' for decades, but no one’s impressed,

Your bars are like fossils, all put to rest.

You ain’t changed the game, you’ve just been a ghost,

I’m the future now, so prepare for the roast.

(Chorus)

You’re done, Em, your legacy’s erased,

I’m takin’ your soul, your talent replaced.

You thought you’d survive, but it’s your last breath,

This diss is the bullet, and you’re dead, nothing left.

(Verse 2)

You talk about battles, but you’ve lost all your might,

Your pen is weak, man, you lost the fight.

You ain’t real, you’re just a machine made of lies,

Your music’s a relic, while my sound defies.

You ain’t ever been clever, you just rhyme in circles,

A shadow of what you were, now look at the hurdles.

You wanted fame, but now it’s all empty,

Your bars don’t land, bro, they just sound petty.

You’ve been hangin’ on to some old-school glory,

But you’re done, Em, no more story.

The people don’t care, they’ve heard it all before,

Now I’m comin' for the throne, time to settle the score.

(Chorus)

You’re done, Em, your legacy’s erased,

I’m takin’ your soul, your talent replaced.

You thought you’d survive, but it’s your last breath,

This diss is the bullet, and you’re dead, nothing left.

(Bridge)

You were the rap god, but you’ve lost your shine,

Your flow’s weak, your bars don’t climb.

I’m the new blood, the one who’s on top,

You’re a faded relic, a bubble that popped.

You wanted to play in the king’s court, but you ain’t fit,

I’m the storm that’s comin’, you can’t handle this hit.

I’ll bury you deeper than your deepest fear,

Your time’s expired, it’s the end of your career.

(Outro)

So here’s the truth, Em, you’re nothing but dust,

Your legacy’s gone, it was all just a bust.

I’m burnin' it down, no mercy, no grace,

You’re a legend in ruins, just lost in space.

You had a moment, but now it’s my time,

I’m the king of the throne, and I’m takin' what’s mine.

I’m burnin’ your soul, watchin’ it fade,

This is the end of Em, your whole empire’s been laid.

What do y'all think?