Howdy Appy, I'm Flowey, Appy, I would show you around here Appy
But this irrelevant freak is used to being underground and crappy
You're clowning tryna outrap me, Appy, your show can't compare to the fear I instill
'Cuz when it comes to a track, see, Appy
Let me tell you right here that it's kill or be killed
You're just shock horror for some worried minors
I'll compost your shitpost as fertilizer
And you rip off the Cove, yet you can't hold a Candle
Your white van's less scary than Damn Daniel
You're so obscure, this Lost Soul's plot just drones on
The most lame no-name John Doe fraud from Roblox
Your roots are embedded in your meaningless gore
It seems that this apple's rotten to the CORE

Oh no! It looks like Flowey's having trouble with his words
What do we need to fix this track? That's right, a Happy Rappy verse!
So now a real monster spits!... This one is not for kids!
This apple drops disses like Newton or humans that foolishly dropped from cliffs!
I'm a copy, bitch? That's low hanging fruit
Your dev took Earthbound and crammed it deep in your roots
Took combat from Touhou but couldn't do it well
I'd rather die and rot inside the Devil's realm than in your bullet hell
Here's another one of my accurate predictions
Big Apple drops bombs like I'm crashing a building!
With the van I'm equipped with, kids cower 'fore I kill 'em
You spit friendliness pellets, twice the pacifist Frisk is
I won't need to be the one to pick you off
When your dad's playing "She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not"
And since you wanna remain a rather sorrowful bloomer
Well, I Nick'd goat mama and made some new Juniors
I'll take this flower and slash him and split him
Apart like the Ruins his bloodline was hit with
Past your peak, what a tragedy, this flower is wiltin'
But that's natural children

Won't take Forenziks to tell you made no imprint on your genre
I don't even think Papyrus would enjoy your pasta
All the preschoolers would skip through the class
Of the Annoying Orange with a stick up his ass
I know hip hop, hell, flow's in my name
I'm Photoshop, you're more MS Paint
This is it, you idiot, you're meaningless and your show's done
You'll remain as the biggest troll to ever grace Toby's work since Homestuck

You freaked out when Frisk spared your life
How could you possibly Hurt Happy?
Then they turned crazy, you begged to survive
Even for a flower, you sure are sappy
Fun fact, kids! Apple seeds contain traces of cyanide
So how about you suck my seeds and kill yourself a final time