[Intro]
Turn… Turn the beat up for me
¿Tu Tienes WiFi?

[Verse 1]
They loved me in the Bay when they was still booing in New York
Long white ash same like the auntie Newport
The typecast is sad and dark but it’s a riot in every bar
Raging fires, overturned police cars
Open fire in the school, jam the AR
Walk out, raised hands, “Don’t shoot” (I surrender)
It’s like you can’t joke around anymore
Whod’ve guessed skinny Chappelle get so ripped, only have one joke left at the end of it all
Late period Lenny Bruce
Pure nostalgia, why I copped the loose out the corner store
Fibromyalgia every day of the tour
Run through cities like parkour
Unintelligible, I'm hardcore
Soul Glo even if it’s four on the floor, so cold
Cup broke out like they made of cardboard
My neighbors got foreigns in the carport
I'm across the street in an eyesore
Kick in the door, 'Das Kapital' under one arm
Fertilizer bomb in the barn of the family farm
Wile E. Coyote, Oakleys and shitkickers on
Ambitions of Ryder truck
ATF had 'em in cuffs just trying to pick up the rental car
(They were listening all along
That's not fair)
[Hook]
Took the high road only to arrive and see same guys what had it for the low
Took the jack off airplane mode, no surprise, Negroes playing on my phone
Took the loan with open eyes, the wolf wore they own clothes
Took the high road only to arrive and see same guys what had it for the low
Took the jack off airplane mode, no surprise, crackers playing on my phone
Took the loan with open eyes, the wolf wore they own clothes

[Verse 2]
Since I was a kid kept a full chess set on my desk
Long as I can remember been waiting patiently for Death
Hoping to interest her in a game but now that seems naïve at best
It's killer robots flying around, it's predictive text
It's Siri with the Blaccent
Ted Kaczynski never even used the internet
Whatever's coming gon' be blinking and humming
It's no romance left
Working girl got a computer for a pimp
Pimp gotta get a job, we're all johns in the end
Without the Djinn the lamp dim but genies don't go back in
Science sit atop the laws of men
A Lamborghini on factory rims
Gandolfini, I took the tunnel to the bridge
Under poisoned rivers, over meadowlands long dead
Factories bristling, warships cloud-lined with lead
Rappers get a call from corporate, engagement up 24%
The metrics on the RICO, let's just say it's worth looking in
The machine thinks for itself
People are cogs, watch them spin
And spin
And spin
And spin