Capitalism is an embarrassment (x 10)
Look, hey yo
Diary of a madman, man
I'm Putney Swope
Shot the bad man
Capitalism is an embarrassment
Enjoy Coca Cola
Adios America, fare well
Nah, never mind
Catch a fair hell
Rare spells fallin off of the god tongue
Raw hum of the Earth on a black night
Psychedelic neon black light
Android thugs
Cold trippin' in the moonlight

Capitalism is an embarrassment
The Mickey Mouse ball bounce
Generate delivered from Prometheus
The eagle eats the tеnderest meat it could zеro on
Zoom in
The eye of the eagle's Purgatorio
Yin yang out of the grey
Beyond the visual
Verbal and literal
Distinctions between what it was that you thought it was
Yo, I'll roll up my own thoughts
Smoke em, get thought buzz
I don't know the truth but Allah does
Or whatever old name you wanna call bruh
Rasta, aytal, halla, bruh
Chaotic neutral, soy milk, B&B fantasy
NFL, D&D, black Bart Simpson
Death of the pimp man
The second oldest profession dissolved into nothingness
Gone, no need for this or any other profession or way
Beyond lessons and days of intense sun rays
Of intent in the ways of the mental reverberation's and phase
With the moon smooth, line work, fine work
How much is time worth
Your boy kinda jump at the funk
Blow skunk on a punk
[I'm a ?]
I be dunkin like dirk at the donut farm
Mashin' down telegraph, hella fast
Stop at a red light, light up a swisher of the glue
Get my head right, shazam
I fold my arms, Shaq fool
Styles that attack fools
I'm bruce leroy dog
Editor girl with the dragon tattoo
Your boy an airport paperback
Lost in the Good Will
Huntin for a new chill
Hoodie with the winter type
Splinter the dime into the steel wool
Scrub on the pad, where reality fry
On the land where reality died
Casually cry
Metaphorically though on the reg
I see the bars they do a lotta crime
For the dude
Allahu Akbar
Burn the American dollar in the literal truth
And effigy too
Heh, in an indoor gazebo for two anarchists
Holy mountain with the unclear imagery
Paint with a broad brush
Money is metaphor just like everything
Every word saying its own name
Pretending to have meaning in relation to the next one
Truth is a stream of thoughts
Little brook bubbling, two poets up in recline
In a dying empire in decline on fire by design
They trying to genocide us, ain't hidin' it, they remindin' us
Man, I'm findin it hella wild bruh
My mind is in survival mode
Vibin' up into the hyperphone dragnet
Capitalism is an embarrassment x 5