AkaDiddy Lyrics – Scru Face Jean

AkaDiddy Lyrics by Scru Face Jean is a latest English song in the voice of Scru Face Jean. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new Akadiddy song lyrics are also written by Scru Face Jean. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. Scru Face Jean’s AkaDiddy is a hard-hitting diss track aimed at DJ Akademiks, calling out his controversial past, hypocrisy, and questionable behavior. Scru dives deep into Akademiks’ history of stirring up beef, exploiting Chicago’s violence for content, and making disturbing comments about minors. He exposes his alleged insecurities, daddy issues, and industry relationships, especially his obsession with Drake. The track is relentless, holding nothing back as Scru paints Akademiks as a man whose downfall is inevitable. It’s raw, unapologetic, and packed with heavy bars that cut deep.

AkaDiddy Lyrics

[Intro]
Aw man
I bring you the final installment
That what we now refer to as “The Autopsy of a Bad Body”
I gotta talk to you
Have a seat

[Verse]
Ah, the AkaDiddler strikes again
Goodbye my friend, this like the last scene from Mice and Men
Ah, let’s slow it down for my revenge
He ’bout to die again, this ain’t the type of bridge you try to mend

Tell me again, what kind of men gon’ s*xualize a child?
Oh, you was trolling? These the type of jokes that make you smile?
It’s sickening, he’s fifteen, is that your type of style?
How you can’t tell that boy was uncomfortable? I wanted to box you down
Maybe ’cause I’m a father now or predators are all around
But I don’t got no tolerance when your offense involves a child
But it’s okay ’cause you paid him, right? Take him to trial
Ain’t that the same thing that pimps be saying? That’s kinda wild
And after all of that, the fathers wanna hawk you down
That’s just my two cents, my pennies wise, I’m tryna walk this clown
You so busy tryna be young you forgot you not a child
Them things you said about Bhad Bhabie are gonna haunt you now
Ah, AkaDiddy strikes again
You talked about Freddie Gibbs’ kid, that’s gotta end
‘Cause that’s gon’ make a n!gga question where your father’s been
Like, do you see him, wanna be him, do you talk to him?
Or is his lack of affection why you be arguing
With all these fu*king rappers all the time, I know it bothers him
Prolly see his dad yelling at him when Meek talk to him
Now he gobbling Drake ’cause of daddy issues, obviously
Told us he was s*xually trolling, I was like, “Fam
Saucy Santana trolled you and you cried on cam”
That kid acted more mature than ya whole camp
Damn, let me find out Nour is more of a man
And it don’t matter if he a boy, what kind of excuse is that?

You don’t see the abuse in that? ain’t that how Lil Boom got snatched?
And Tekashi’s in ya posse, but I’m cool with that
I expect trash to be around a sewer rat
R.I.P. Nuski, when he died, you called that boy a coon
How’d you get Durk up in a room without you getting boomed?
You blew up off of disrespect, laughing at the wars and feuds
N!ggas getting mortal wounds while you getting all the views
Don’t apologize for War in Chiraq, that’s not the move
If you really sorry, take it down, that’s what you not gon’ do
Ah. the AkaHolic strikes again
Hennessy really your enemy, it is not your friend
You need the s*it to speak your s*it but when’s it all gon’ end?
It’s like your whole career, you’ve just been on an awful binge
You awful, cringe and we know all your friend conditional
They say you had to pay your ex to stick with you, it’s pitiful
It’s lit for you, Drake got you buzzing like a lil’ bee
S*it and all it costed was your credibility
Nipsey said that you was gon’ self-destruct literally
The fact that he ain’t here to see it is really killing me
Damn, I hate it had to be this way
Uh, until I think of what would Ziya say
Nasty n!gga, your downfall is our joy
And now it makes sense that your favorite rapper’s The Boy
Nobody really likes you, my n!gga, let’s not be coy
They don’t choose you, they just use you, let’s put it all on the floor
If nobody ever told you, I’ma tell it to you raw
If you ain’t exploit a war, we wouldn’t know who you are
Now the problem is you’ve built too many enemies, for sure
Is the money really worth not going outside anymore?
‘Cause you scared some little boy from Chicago with little toys
Who’s mad that you laughed at his dead uncle when he was four
Damn and an apology is frivolous
When you was in your thirties when you did this s*it (S*it)
You was praying on his innocence (Fu*k)
You know your legacy is villinous
When they tell your story, you’ll be feeling this
‘Cause you ain’t famous, dog, you infamous
And maybe no woman wanna give you kids
But if they did, what you did would get you sick, b!tch

[Outro]
And even if they didn’t, you still should, n!gga
Ayy, (??), everything is allegedly, ha
You know how these n!ggas be
Face

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AkaDiddy Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
The intro sets up the song as the final chapter of exposing someone’s wrongdoings. The phrase *”Autopsy of a Bad Body”* suggests a deep, critical breakdown of their actions. The artist invites the listener to sit down and pay attention as he delivers his message.

[Verse]
The verse starts by calling out the target, referring to them as *“AkaDiddler”*, which is a play on words implying predatory behavior. This nickname sets the tone for the entire track—Scru Face Jean is making it clear that he sees this person as someone who has crossed serious moral boundaries. The line *“Goodbye my friend, this like the last scene from Mice and Men”* is a literary reference to the book *Of Mice and Men*, where one character is put down by his closest friend. This suggests that the person being addressed is at the end of their road, metaphorically about to be “put down” by their own actions.

Then, Scru slows things down, emphasizing that this is his moment of *revenge*. He paints the person as beyond redemption, saying *“This ain’t the type of bridge you try to mend”*, meaning some actions are too severe to be forgiven. This leads into a direct attack on the individual’s alleged past—specifically, accusations of inappropriate behavior toward minors. Scru questions, *“Tell me again, what kind of men gon’ s*xualize a child?”*, expressing outrage at the idea. The accused tries to brush it off as *trolling*, but Scru isn’t buying it. He highlights how inappropriate and disgusting it is to joke about such things.

The song then shifts to a deeply personal level, with Scru saying he wanted to *box you down*—essentially, he wanted to physically fight the accused for their actions. He ties this anger to his own perspective as a *father*, making it clear that predatory behavior is completely unacceptable. He points out how child predators are *all around*, making it even more crucial to hold people accountable for crossing those lines. Scru dismisses any justifications the accused might have, especially when money is involved (*“But it’s okay ‘cause you paid him, right? Take him to trial”*). He sarcastically compares this excuse to how *pimps* justify their exploitation, showing how twisted the logic is.

Scru then highlights how fathers of these victims are ready to *hawk you down*, meaning they’re hunting for justice. He inserts a clever wordplay with *“that’s just my two cents, my pennies wise”*, implying that even with little knowledge, it’s obvious that the accused is guilty. Scru then brings up another controversy, where the accused allegedly made inappropriate comments about Bhad Bhabie (who was underage at the time). He warns that these past actions are going to come back and *haunt* them.

The song continues with the phrase *“AkaDiddy strikes again”*, reinforcing the nickname and accusations. Scru calls out how the accused talked badly about Freddie Gibbs’ child, saying *“That’s gotta end”*. He questions the person’s upbringing, wondering about their relationship with their *father* and whether their behavior stems from *daddy issues*. Scru speculates that the accused may have grown up feeling neglected, which could explain why they constantly argue with rappers online. He even suggests that when rappers like Meek Mill criticize them, it reminds them of being scolded by their father.

Scru then brings up the accused’s past controversies, including being *“s*xually trolled”*, referencing an incident where Saucy Santana mocked them, causing them to *cry on camera*. He points out the irony—if the accused can’t handle being trolled, why do they feel it’s okay to *troll* others? He takes another shot by saying that *Nour* (possibly a reference to someone associated with the accused) is *“more of a man”* than they are. The verse then shifts to discussing a past situation where the accused allegedly failed to protect someone from exploitation. Scru questions the excuse of *“he’s just a boy”*, saying that’s the same weak logic used in past cases where young people were taken advantage of.

Next, Scru brings up Tekashi 6ix9ine, a controversial figure known for legal troubles involving minors. He criticizes the accused for associating with people like Tekashi, saying, *“I expect trash to be around a sewer rat”*. This suggests that bad people attract other bad people, reinforcing the idea that the accused is in the wrong company.

Scru then shifts focus to *War in Chiraq*, a series the accused made, which capitalized on real-life street violence in Chicago for entertainment. He calls out how the accused profited off the deaths of real people, mocking *R.I.P. Nuski*—a rapper who was murdered. He questions how the accused managed to meet with *Lil Durk* without facing consequences for previously insulting his dead relative. The criticism here is clear: the accused built a career by exploiting gang violence and tragedy for clicks and views. Scru makes it clear that simply *apologizing* isn’t enough—if they were truly sorry, they’d take down those videos.

The song then shifts to alcohol issues. Scru calls the accused *“AkaHolic”*, pointing out their *Hennessy* addiction and how it’s led to poor decision-making. He suggests that alcohol has controlled their career, asking *“When’s it all gon’ end?”*. He calls their entire career *an awful binge*, implying it’s been a reckless, self-destructive path. Then he talks about *conditional friendships*, suggesting that the accused has no real friends—only people who stick around because they’re being paid.

Scru then brings up *Drake*, suggesting that their association with him gave them temporary credibility but at the cost of their integrity. He references *Nipsey Hussle*, who once predicted that the accused would *self-destruct*, and now that prediction seems to be coming true. Scru expresses sadness that Nipsey isn’t alive to see it unfold.

Then, in a final gut-punch, Scru makes a powerful statement: *“Your downfall is our joy”*. He implies that the accused’s enemies and victims are happy to see karma catching up to them. The last shot is personal—Scru sarcastically points out that it *makes sense* why the accused’s *favorite rapper is The Boy* (Drake), implying a deep connection to youth culture that aligns with the predatory accusations. He bluntly states that nobody *likes* the accused—they’re just *used* for entertainment.

Finally, he sums up his message: *“If you ain’t exploit a war, we wouldn’t know who you are”*. This means that without profiting off of violence and controversy, the accused wouldn’t even be relevant. He questions if all the money was worth it, considering they now live in *fear* of retaliation from people they’ve wronged. Scru ends with a heavy statement, saying that even if the accused has no children of their own, what they did should still *make them sick*.

[Outro]
The outro sarcastically dismisses any defense the accused might offer, while throwing in *“everything is allegedly”* as a legal disclaimer. It’s a final jab, making it clear that no excuses will erase what’s been done.

FAQs

Q. Who has sung AkaDiddy song?
A. AkaDiddy song is sung by Scru Face Jean.

Q. Who wrote AkaDiddy lyrics?
A. AkaDiddy lyrics are penned by Scru Face Jean.

Q. Who has given the music of AkaDiddy song?
A. AkaDiddy music is composed and produced by Scru Face Jean.

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