When i wake up my only drive is to hit the mix
Me and my crew repping like a bunch of dissidents
Listen kids everybody always wanna try and flex
But when you call the plug why’s it always disconnected

Politicians on the twitter sending dick pics
President Camacho's in the oval office
No amount of drugs I could ever take could fix this
Trust me I’ve tried, now I’ve got these hot sweats

Brains all rotten from the blow and Oxycontin
Kicking like a Rockette till there’s Roxies in our pocket
Powerless to stop it when there’s pills on every corner
Get the doctor on the horn and tell him bring all he’s got left

Hats off to all this manic manipulation
I’m just trying to satiate an addicts generation
Sitting in the attic crushing crypto like it’s magic powder
Tell me how you feel once it goes down though

Sitting in the dark looking like an accomplice
Chilling in a hoodie never thought about a bomb threat
Silly Woody Woodpecker peasants rally often
Banging heads against the wall like this wood is rather solid

The only thing that change is the date
And the rate we’re able to fire little lead bullets at your face
Left for dead try to strafe babysitters find a way
Late at night lie awake while I await the crying game
That’s not how it works so we’re just basic bitches
Sitting in the pound waiting for another makeshift
Looking all confused like i think we got our dates switched
It’s no wonder mom and daddy they always felt the hatred

Viral outreach to anyone it can infect
Gotta wear a rubber just to go out on the internet
Smiles for the files when the malware converges
At the prairie’s little house with the fatal power surge

Last fam standing They’re all so demanding
Lunar landing, wait we’re living on a sphere?
I’m getting to the point where I can’t fucking stand it
So I’m finna build a spaceship and get the fuck up out of here