[VERSE 1: GATSBY]
Searching cross the valley for the golden goose
Forcing out a gold egg wall street to use
The economies to loose
I just wanna find a tailored noose
Takin' the enteral snooze
Hang myself from my ceiling like a fan
Outta score me a couple fans
Only time anybody cares is when your dead man
Record sales boost just because you choose the stool
Carryin' out the presentation like a common mule
Global situations publicated cross our nation
Educated so I guess is born to be a racist
Hatin' Muslims is the latest
Tasteless all by any means excessive and now blatant
Just aren't Breakin' at the seems
1% thrive while we're trained for maintenance
Artist sell their soul to satan just so they can swear they make It

[HOOK: GATSBY, Charbel ]
Giving off the lyrics, firing from my hip
Never feel the ammo buck like the mac-11 did
Take away the right to feel secure, more and more
Feel backlash, bring it back
Tearing down my seems that are holdin' up my tower, blasting It With boiling steam to stop the growth of flowers
Everybody screamin' louder
Marchin' down the street in numbers declaring white power Black lives matter
Lyrics on a silver platter
These stable times are killing off my stable mind
Reprimanding hate, preaching love across the many state
Discriminating people based solely on who they wanna date
Surely we share a common path what type of fucking faith