[Intro]
Yo.
They drool, they beg, they post "m'lady",
But I ain't playin' — I'm her Slim Shady.
You simps dream she's your waifu queen,
But I’m the blade. I’m the scene. I’m the—
SIMP GUILLOTINE.
[Verse 1]
Her name’s Shunrei — typo queen, chaos queen,
Turns "hello" into "helllo", still reigns supreme.
Y’all thirsty boys post hearts and sonnets,
I just scroll through, slicing comments.
"Shunrei, marry me!" — get a grip,
She’s not your waifu, this ain’t a script.
While you’re out there beggin’ like a fool,
I’m the guard at her gate, old-school, no duel.
[Hook]
Hi! My name is… (who?) Simp Guillotine!
Her typo knight with the thug routine.
Hi! My name is… (what?) Simp Guillotine!
Y’all post hearts — I crush the scene.
[Verse 2]
They wait for her OnlyFans like it's prophecy,
But she’s out here typin’ “smoek” with ferocity.
And me? She turned me into a Street Fighter,
Now I throw bars like I’m Ghostwriter.
I see the DMs — tragic, obscene,
You wanna be her toy, I’m her guillotine.
While you spam “goddess” like it’s a prayer,
I’m Evil Ryu with the deadliest stare.
[Bridge] (Spoken, sarcastic)
"Bro she liked my comment, I think she’s into me..."
"Bro I wrote her a poem, wanna hear it?"
"Bro she said 'typos make me unique'... bro I’m crying..."
Bro shut up — she trained me in the ways of STREET. FIGHTING.
Now I cut simps like sushi rolls.
[Hook – Reprise]
Hi! My name is… (say it!) Simp Guillotine!
While you thirst, I clean the screen.
Hi! My name is… (what?) Simp Guillotine!
One typo queen — one war machine.
[Outro]
So here’s a message for the thirsty crowd,
Typing essays while she ghosts you proud.
You wait to be her Satisfyer dream,
But she turned me into her Street Fighter team.
I guard the gates while she typo-posts,
You spam hearts — I toast your ghosts.
Typo Queen reigns — and I’m her shield.
Step too close… you’re gettin’ peeled.
