Ask AI: can you write a diss track against Lokk Miura

(Verse 1) Yo, I'm about to spit this fire, so intense, Dissin' Lokk Miura's lack of skill in self-defense, He claims to be the real deal, supremacy, But I'm here to reveal his true identity, It's cute how he tries to stand tall in the game, But he's just a wannabe lookin' for fame, Sorry to say, my dude, but the truth's gonna hurt, You ain't makin' no noise just hittin' the dirt, (Chorus) Lokk Miura, you're just a made-up illusion, In the game of life, you ain't got no conclusion, I'm here to break it down, put you in your place, This diss track I'm spittin' will leave a bitter taste, (Verse 2) Lokk Miura, can you even keep up with the beat? You're just an amatuer, your verses are so weak, I've seen you try to rhyme, but it's just disappointing, You're over here struggling, while I'm anointing, Step back, my man, this is your final curtain call, You thought you ruled the stage, but now you finally fall, Put away your fake swagger, your raps ancient and stale, It's time to face the facts, Lokk Miura, you failed, (Bridge) You had a dream, kid, but now it's shattered, With my rhymes, my punchlines, you've been outclassed, It's a cold truth in this world that's unforgiving, But this ain't your game, find a new way of living, (Chorus) Lokk Miura, you're just a made-up illusion, In the game of life, you ain't got no conclusion, I'm here to break it down, put you in your place, This diss track I'm spittin' will leave a bitter taste, (Outro) Don't take it personal, Lokk, it's just a game, But you couldn't keep up, couldn't handle the fame, Now move over, make room for the real players, This diss track's an end to your rap jungle layers.