No AI Handles: Scottie Pippen Diss Track

(Verse 1) Scottie Pippen, 6-time champ, defensive goat, no doubt, Shut down the court, making legends tap out. One of the greatest ever, don’t deny, it’s true. But give him AI art, he’s like, "What do I do?" (Verse 2) Handles on the hardwood, smooth as it gets, Breaking ankles like a pro, never breaking sweats. But in the world of tech, man, it’s truly surreal, He tried to make a hand, with six fingers and a heel! (Chorus) Scottie Pippen’s got no handles, When it comes to AI art, he just scrambles. On the basketball court, he’s pure precision, But his images are creepy, a surrealist collision.  Scottie Pippen’s a legend, we all understand, But he can’t even make a proper AI hand. (Verse 3) "Give me the ball!" he'd shout with authority, In the paint, no doubt, he'd cement his glory. But in the digital age, he’s truly perplexed, "Why does every face look like it's deeply vexed?" (Verse 4) He’s in the lab, trying hard to render a goat, But the AI gives him aliens with weird fur coats. "Is that a basketball? Or a boulder on fire?” Scottie Pippen needs a coach, or maybe should retire. (Chorus) Scottie Pippen’s got no handles, When it comes to AI art, he just scrambles. On the basketball court, he’s pure precision, But his images are creepy, a surrealist collision.  Scottie Pippen’s a legend, we all understand, But he can’t even make a proper AI hand. (Bridge) Scottie Pippen’s on a mission, learning to improve, Triangle Offense for art — making his own groove. He calls up Michael Jordan, “Man, this AI’s a fraud!” Jordan laughs, “Stick to hoops, don’t mess with it dog.” (Chorus) Scottie Pippen’s got no handles, When it comes to AI art, he just scrambles. On the basketball court, he’s pure precision, But his images are creepy, a surrealist collision.  Scottie Pippen’s a legend, we all understand, But he can’t even make a proper AI hand.