Emerge from the flames to the dirt and the rain re-birthed into fame now
White tux with a burgundy stain was it worth all the shame reversed to the playground
Pig fucking made ya worse than insane blew a hole through ya cage and a bird flew away right
So you can stay immersed in the game or you burst through the frame and put a bullet through your brain twice
How nice

I say this sat at my desk in Newton Park, it's 08:21 greenwich mean time, 2021

This is an open letter to the Music Industry and it’s oxy-moronity
A case study to trap drum epidemiology
Deuteronomous hominids tryna fuck with the psalmody
But this topical monody shall cease only prosodicalli-
 
A Hymn to the one last true iconoclast
May he rise to the catalyst of pop-cultural crash
To burn down the GRAMMYS and its masked autocrat
And draw a circle on his head with the ash

Yea O yea

But if the mundanes wanna vibe thats fine with me
Just let ‘em listen to the bmmm or the bmmabm
Made a Tik-Tok meme where’s my GRAMMY please
Those kids‘ll never even hear this shit

Oh oooooh
Don’t you know it
Don’t you know it now
Now now
That’s what I call music
The UMG PR account dropped the N-Bomb
And then got absorbed by the owners of Enron

Remember when Lil Pussy hit the dab in 5th generation irony
And became the national face of social anxiety
And then his publicist accidentally typed one his tweets in correct capitalisation
And the whole world forgot about him entirely
Daniel Ek won the album of the year award
Girl he had with him ass coulda won the rear award
Wait actually I think that was the runner up
And Drake got snubbed with Jeff Bezos fucking the summer up

God Jesus Gob & Buster
I have pulled myself up a pole of mustard
And yet I see no God up here
Just a lot o’ merch and bundled gear
A lotta cash and little shame
Another trap superstar hung by his chain

I'd like to dedicate this song to those who
 
Passed away in the best of ways
Before you Fortnite dance on an Epstein’s grave
I have to say since Pac passed away it did pave a new pathway to sell a tape
So you stick it together
Whilst ur praying to the ass monolithically measured
Turn around baby now you’re playing with power
You’re so cute when you think you’re empowered
 
But if the mundanes wanna vibe thats fine with me
Just distract ‘em with the pornographized bribery
And sneak out with their free-will entirely
Those kids‘ll never even hear real shit
Unless you thank a Weinstein, eat some spicy wings
And throw a major 7th chord over everything
And take a marketing class with a Paedo ring
Those fucks could never ever kill this shit
Oh! That’s Truth Well Told!
Ahh! Truth Well Told!
 
Apple Watch
They have us locked
Like the net around the top of an Apple shop
Mhhh
Like a beta in a pack of dogs
And the only way is up like an Apple stock
Or Disney oligopoly
The media’s the monarchy
It’s an apocryphal democracy
They stop ya reading blocked beliefs with lock and key
 
Lock and key
Fire, fury, brimstone, technocracy
 
But who am I to judge? I still play my part
Fuck artistic cred’ I still chase the charts
So if the outcast archetype mainstream hits
I’m gonna Car pool karaoke off a cliffffffffff…