[Yo, this one’s for Wes, in that Kanye flow—arroga

[Yo, this one’s for Wes, in that Kanye flow—arrogant, boastful, melodic swagger, full of wild claims, self-mythology, and that humorous “I’m the greatest but also ridiculous” energy. Imagine it over a soul-sampled beat with heavy 808s, chopped guitars from the ’80s, and auto-tune ad-libs.] Bullet Man (Wes Theme) (Kanye-style rap – produced by Ye himself in my dreams) [Intro – spoken, cocky] Wake up, Mr. Wes! Mr. Wes! Mr. Wes! They say he full of shit… but damn, he hilarious. Bite the Bullet, baby. Let’s go. [Verse 1] I’m Wes from the ‘80s, hair metal flow, Stratocaster screamin’, got the devil in my solo. Back when MTV played videos, not TikToks, I was rockin’ spandex, now I’m rockin’ Glocks. Superhero alias? Call me Bullet Man, Catch me divin’ through the chaos with a Les Paul in my hand. One strum stop a robbery, one riff save the day, They call it bullshit? Nah, that’s just how legends play. I run the gun shop, Bite the Bullet, king of the counter, Customers walk in scared, leave laughin’ like a clown, bruh. I’m the shop diva, drama on a hundred, Tell ‘em “That Sig ain’t you, try the Desert Eagle, dummy.” Full of shit? Yeah, I stretch the truth like guitar strings, But every story got a punchline, make the whole store sing. [Chorus – melodic, auto-tuned hook] Every superhero need his theme music, Bullet Man in the booth, yeah, I’m undefeated. Guitar hero by day, Call of Duty demon at night, Droppin’ headshots in Warzone, feelin’ so right. Bite the Bullet, baby, that’s the motto I live, Wes the legend, take what I give. I’m full of it, but funny as hell, Shop diva supreme, ring the bell! [Verse 2] Late night, controller in my grip, no cap, Call of Duty lobbies cryin’, “Wes too strapped.” They talkin’ Battlefield, Apex, whatever hot in ‘26, But I’m droppin’ no-scopes like I’m Hendrix on licks. From ‘80s hair bands to modern FPS wars, I been killin’ since Reagan, still breakin’ the scores. Gun shop by day, pixel battlefield by night, Customers ask for advice, I hit ‘em with the hype: “That AR-15? Basic. Get the suppressed M4, fool, Bullet Man approved, now go break some rules.” They say I’m arrogant, cocky, over-the-top divine, But when the zombies rush in, who you callin’ first in line? Me. Bullet Man. Guitar slingin’ savior, Laughin’ at the haters while I reload the chamber. [Bridge – slower, boastful Kanye rant style] Y’all think I’m lyin’? Check the receipts, fam. Sold more strings than y’all sold grams. ‘80s rocker turned gun guru, superhero suit under the vest, Bite the Bullet, that’s the best. I’m the diva of the aisle, drama queen with the smile, Tell you the Glock jam? Nah, that’s just denial. Full of shit? Maybe. But the laughs? Priceless. Wes the myth, the man, the virus—I’m timeless. [Chorus – bigger, layered vocals] Every superhero need his theme music, Bullet Man forever, yeah, we undisputed. From Van Halen riffs to headshot precision, Wes run the game, no competition. Bite the Bullet, that’s the code I spit, Shop diva legend, and I