[Verse]
I’m a clean memeing machine over hard beats
I’m the P.M.R.C. of T.R.A.P
I’m the chickpeas sweetened to please the audience
Dip your chips in me and eat it
Cleanest heathen to sock Jesus
I’m all for the bleak reasons to halt all the weak pieces
And barter their meager hearts via the cleanest means feasible
Even the sheer evil of sicking the kid’s peen
Is the scene of industry’ers who harvest the pristine