René Pérez Joglar, who goes artistically by the name of Residente and a part of the legendary reggaetón & fusion rap Calle 13, recently has engaged with famous reggaetón artist J Balvin in some beef that started by Balvin calling a boycott at the Latin Grammy's because he felt insulted at the lack of representation of the urban genre. This rubbed Residente the wrong way, as he thought Balvin was acting entitled like he's such a huge icon of a movement with huge depth and history. Here's a good timeline covering the problem these two had.
Today Residente released a collab with Bizarrap, a famous producer that invites latin hip hop artists to his studio and perform to the high quality beats he produces in what are called BZRP Music Sessions, which are uploaded in his YouTube channel. In the video Residente, giving no fucks as he's about to retire, throws out what seems like some implicit jabs at Balvin, but the track takes a twist with a Balvin name-drop at around 4:44 followed by the verse translated below
I'm going to stoop to this foolish man's level
who performs for Spongebob and Pokémon
the copy of a clone, the reggaetón own Logan Paul
this is lower than ejaculating without an erection
Like some people say: "J. Balvin has no street smarts,
he's got the softest knuckles", with a single video I murder this cocksucker
and put him to upload a picture with his doggy
This cowardly sheep/manchild is like a vegan breakfast: without huevos
The people are fighting and dying in the streets and he has the nerve to upload a pic of Ghandi praying
Motherfucking liar, he puts up a spiritual persona using mental health to shill for his documentary
You're faker than a hot dog without ketchup and buns, faker than Luian's abs
This dumbass is so insecure that he needs to flex his money on Instagram
He doesn't get the ideals and values of life, needs a tattoo of the word "loyalty" so he doesn't forget it
He's a moron with some hair dye that put dog leashes on black women's necks
A little whitey that lost his way accepting his Afrolatino prize all divine
Honest to god, one day he said he wanted to make reggaeton
when he found out that Daddy Yankee was white
The worst thing is that the dumbass is racist but he isn't self-aware about it
History is going to give you a blow in the name of all of the oppressed that picked up cotton
And another blow in the name of all the people that had double the struggle to break into reggaeton's scene
Myke Towers, Sech, ChocQuibTown, Rafa Pabön, Don Omar, Ozuna, Arcángel, Tego Calderón
Those are names that you neglect with your actions without thinking about it
In your colorful rainbow the color brown doesn't exist
A sacrilege, this educated whitey still doesn't understand fucking privilege
But what can you expect from such a fuck up?
Sheltered by his daddy, a frustrated influencer
From Puerto Rico, climbing reggaetóns ladder by mere nepotism
He swallowed more milk than a used condom
With every blowjob he climbed up a step
Everyday disguised of a different color like a chameleon
I make myself accountable for the things I say
Even when you change your colors I know where you're coming from
Chameleons look out only for their own interest
making friends with their enemies
Business is business, partner, and in business there's no friend
My thing isn't about business, we ain't the same
I put my heart on the line for music and art
my billboards are carried by the people's spirit
alongside my lyrics in protests bringing down governments
I ain't the most famous in the whole circuit
but I can throw hands with your favourite rapper
what I said in "Calma Pueblo" I repeat it
the people with me eat even though they have no appetite
I don't do this to give you some advice
neither to abuse you even though it's an uneven fight
today I only fuck you up
so all the people who bought the hot dog shirt feel like the dumbasses that they are
This is for our friends, for the respect that every writer deserves
The Formula 1 drivers are on some tourist shit, they no longer race
'cause I just finished demolishing this whole track, ah