​​[Intro]
I'm still focused on the fucking presentation

​​[Verse]
What did the numbers mean? Just negative one of me
Doesn't matter over that my image double-team, curmudgeonly
Act humble even if it crumbles me
What little I rule or what's been done for me
Measure up my worth, my word workin' wonders, wonderfully
Can't reverse the function, searchin' under the big nothin'
Reach up into the puzzle feel for somethin' peaceful, just a piece
Gut punchin', even up, funding for a death machine
A blind deaf and dumb machine operated drunkenly
Wreck after killing wreck, but strength is my capacity to crash and still reflect, you're in luck
This is how you know it's real healing, I'm still reeling
Welcome to the gun show, I break it down and we'll feel it
On my bottom was heel kneelin'
King of my field, free to build easy
Swimmin' in my element, the gills feedin'
Help wanted, not needed
I live my best life, but it feels like I've been caught stealing, red-handed
Live like I ain't been branded
Live with my expense handed, living in death, stranded
Dread's got flames, been fanning
Spread shot like who gon' get the next cannon?
​​[Outro]
I feel like I'm already too old for this shit bro
You do not- you do not wanna do these fucking games with me bruh
Like please acutally don't, like don't