[Verse 1] Vishmir in the hallway Sneer on a ten-year-old face Muttered curses at his parents Like it’s some kind of game Older brother’s eyes rolling Clock ticks Then the hit lands Three months of this circus He still shrugs off their hands [Chorus] “Louder F king idiot Louder F king idiot” He spits it like a battle cry Dares them all to quit Grounded Smacked Shouted at He just laughs a bit Vishmir the menace Yeah He’s proud of it [Verse 2] Supermarket Saturday He’s bored So he goes to play Creeps behind a stranger’s trolley Riding it like it’s a sleigh She turns Eyes like thunder Voice cutting through the crowd “Hey kid Get out from there” He just snickers way too loud [Chorus] “Louder F king idiot Louder F king idiot” Echoes in the kitchen walls Every time they flip Older brother’s bruised patience Clenched teeth Tight fist Vishmir just grins wider Never changing it [Bridge] Soap in his mouth Still He spits the same words Day after day He just sharpens those verbs Punishment on repeat Like a scratched-up disc They all get tired He just calls it risk [Chorus] “Louder F king idiot Louder F king idiot” Family on the edge of tears He won’t ever admit Three long months of chaos Hit after hit Vishmir the menace Yeah He’s built for it