Prompt:

[Intro] You called yourselves a clan… yeah? I wiped you effortless—step up, prove me wrong, motherfuckers. [Verse 1] Born weak, born useless—yeah, that’s your little script, “No cursed energy? Dump her out.” Funny—soon as I walked in, you all dipped. Prestige on your tongue, pride in your chest— Both vanished the moment I pressed. You shook so hard the floorboards crept— Clan so fragile I swear you were pre‑built to be swept. A pack of clowns acting divine, Guarding dust like it’s some shrine. Your “legacy” is cracked and fake— I sliced through it clean like a child on break. Kukuru Unit, lined up proud— Dropped the whole formation without thinking out loud. Your stance collapsed like you planned to fold— Looked like you trained in fear and mold. [Pre‑Chorus] THIS your clan? THIS your best? These the idiots you call “blessed”? All that training, all that talk— Still too slow to dodge a walk. [Chorus] I AM YOUR NEW TOJI—CUTTHROAT, EFFORTLESS YOUR WHOLE BLOODLINE PANICKED WHEN I ENTERED THIS ZENIN PRIDE? I TORCHED IT ENTIRE— WATCH YOUR “LEGACY” CRUMBLE AND RETIRE NO CURSED ENERGY—BUT I STILL REIGN BUILT FROM SPITE, TEMPERED IN PAIN CALL YOURSELF A CLAN? YOU FUCKING CLOWNS— THE NEW TOJI’S HERE, AND I TORE YOU DOWN [Verse 2] Hei Unit—your “elite squad,” huh? Dropped like flies on broken guard. Slow, clueless, aim so poor— You died mid‑sentence trying to score. Couldn’t hit air in an empty room— Weak enough to make failure bloom. Jinichi—big talk, tiny bite, Crying like a child losing a fight. All bark, no teeth, no bite to show— Folded quicker than your ego. Ranta—swing, miss, instant choke, Didn’t even land a joke. Zenin “spirit”? Bought and sold— Dishonor wrapped in a human mold. Mother—don’t act like you cared for me, You watched them break me comfortably. Half this mess is from your fear— Your ending came soft, nothing severe. [Pre‑Chorus 2] Where’s that strength you brag so loud? Where’s that mighty Zenin crowd? Face‑to‑face with no applause— You froze like frauds exposed in flaws. [Chorus] I AM YOUR NEW TOJI—CUT CLEAN THROUGH YOUR LINE EVERY “STRONG” ZENIN DIED IN RECORD TIME ALL THAT STATUS? ALL THAT NAME? MEANT NOTHING WHEN I ENTERED THE GAME NO CURSED ENERGY—BUT I STILL WIN A LIVING WEAPON IN HUMAN SKIN CALL YOURSELVES ELITE? PLEASE— THE NEW TOJI DROPPED YOU TO YOUR KNEES [Bridge – darker] Ogi—father? More like joke— One clean move and your future broke. Technique sloppy, pride paper‑thin— You fell exactly as weak as you’ve always been. Mai lit the fuse, ripped off your chains, Burned your lies right out my veins. You chased power, you chased acclaim— I erased your clan without learning your names. Keep your legacy. Keep your lie. I’m the only Zenin they’ll glorify. [Final Chorus] I BECAME YOUR NIGHTMARE—YOUR BRAND‑NEW TOJI NO FEAR, NO LIMITS, NO APOLOGY ALL YOUR POWER, ALL YOUR CLAIM— COULDN’T SURVIVE A SINGLE SWING OF MY NAME NO CURSED ENERGY—STILL I RISE STRONGER THAN YOUR SANCTIFIED LINES IF THIS FURY DEFINES ME—FINE— THE NEW TOJI BURNS YOUR CLAN EVERY TIME [Outro] Zenin “strongest”… Effortless. Sit the fuck down.