I'm the Scrap Mechanic God, no denying the truth,
Crafting dreams with my tools, I'm the living proof.
In the world of gears and pistons, I'm the chosen one,
Building contraptions so wild, it's second to none.

You claim to be the Scrap Mechanic God, but it's a fraud,
Your inventions are a joke, man, you're just a clod.
I've seen your rusty contraptions, they're a sorry sight,
You're no god in this game, you're just full of spite.