[Chorus]
If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my head through a fan, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just had a manic episode
I solved the world's problems but I misplaced all my notes
I really wish I had the notes
I'm pretty sure there's something good that I wrote
I always feel so ugly, I just really need to love me
I'm gonna go to the spa and have a nice time while I talk to some moms
Ayo, this shit is just a big ass joke
Gettin' rich is the only glimmer of hope that dies
And it dies, fast, and it's sad yo
Jeff Bezos walking down the street
He looks at me, I look at he
I say "what's in your pockets, you got a pocket of meat?
I'm 'bout to Amazon Prime your face to the street"
You'll get it in a day, when you recover from Frank
And I'll make sure your workers unionize, after I Amazon Prime signs

[Chorus]
If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin' head through a fan
If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin' head through a fan
[Whispering]

[Verse 2]
Yeah, Marxism folder, I put it in the trash
'Cause my brain turned to mush and I cried real bad
I asked six workers what they thought and they said
"Calm down, but yeah this shit's hard"
Marxism on a kindle, really made my fuckin' world view brittle
Yeah, I couldn't stop thinking about Trotsky, Noam Chomsky
Oh yeah, it's not a cabal, it's private influence of government, dawg
It's private influence of government, dawg
It's private influence of government, dawg

[Chorus]
If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin' head through a fan, yeah
If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin' head through a fan, yeah