I got a bone to pick with capitalism
And a few to break
Refused to spit that fascist catacalysm
I'm profusely used to change
I strictly search to shoot ya
With no suture
Drink Kombucha
Hell yeah I'm off kilter
No shit you got a picture perfect future
That's only 'cause you chose a nice filter
Make a funeral sick
Bitin' mics to your liking
Fightin' the frightened white right wing
Rollin' usual shit
Roman numeral six:
I'm the VI VI VI King
S**t is in the building
Snacks is in my belly
Dickslap your face so hard you're gonna need a bandage like Nelly
Watch your temperaments change in an instance
Against rulers like I hate measuring distance
They all try to sleep while they try to make the world end -
These high fashion anglo-saxons
They rape passion while these fakes try to cash in
I'm balls-deep in your girlfriend while you're out gay bashing
Bet he's getting her
S**t, the pussy-wettener
Throwin' Pol Pot to the bull pit
No bullshit
Feedin' ricin to that rapist Mike Tyson
We only got beef 'cause you over-hunted bison
The only flow you joes know is in your nose from cocaine and running boogers
It's the shit to me that your indignity is explicity epitome of profane and Dunning Kruger
Yo
Run the trap
Just don't run the tap dude
Worship golden calves, nothing bad will happen to you
Your rhyme's stale, you're sucking like a vacuum
A Clydesdale, but only in my pants dude
Hand you cash and bust nuts like a cashew
I be makin' rap tunes that these strippers can't dance to