Hi, My name is Christian
And if you never listen, let me give you all a warning 'fore I really get to spitting
I’m an asshole, but really, there's a reason for my dissing
Somebody's got to put this wack rap into remission
And call out politicians and other terrible characters
And it’s my right to do so bitch, this is America
Land of the free, fat, over-medicated, under-educated and hated, the world's greatest
Where the idiot is president, a bunch of racist residents
And more guns than teachers, you'll never have an empty clip in our country
Fuck living in harmony, we built it off larceny, got blood up on our money
For a dollar, we'll pollute our own water and air
And pretend climate change ain't there, like we don't care
Shit, it isn't like a whole entire planets at stake
And fossil fuels keep the rich rich, there's money to make
And now we’re so trapped in the system of capitalism
That we would rather live in ignorance than actually listen
And the rappers with a voice are never working for change
Only chains, cars, bitches and personal gains, really?
This is who we choose to make celebrities, really?
This is who you’re kids seeing on every screen, really?
We set the bar so fucking low as a society, that I have lost hope
Now you've seen this fucking side of me that’s pissed off and negative, I'm going mad crazy
Living in this world where this chick Bhad Bhabie is popping on the rap scene
Yatchy's on the flatscreen, what is happening?
Shit is feeling like a bad dream
Who is Lil Tay, and why does my little cousin know her?
If this is who the kids are looking up to, shit is over
They idolizing junkies, fucked up on lean
Who go on livestream, and nod out on screen
Kids who lack balance, with bad habits and no talents
When did rappers go from dope dealers, to dope addicts?
But, 'influencer’ is what they calling them now
And ya'll judge a person's worth off their follower count
How much motherfucking lower can we go bro
I'll beat Logan Paul into a coma with a Go-Pro
And then I'll drop off Woah Vicky in the hood with no map
Or phone with a Waze app to help find her way back
This entire world's fallen out of place
I think that I prefer just being off in outer space
Queen Amidala fucking offering me grapes
I feel like Mowgli when I'm talking to these snakes
I'm so in the building, I should get an office in this place
Put my feet up on the table, sipping coffee in this place
Got a secretary taking all my calls up in this place
Put him through - "Suck my dick, bitch, you all could get a taste"
This my Red Dead Redemption
Kicking these saloon doors with my henchmen, got 'em sweating
Shout to Rockstar Games, I got Rockstar fame
Wanted, level 5 stars 'til the cop cars came
Then I hit 'em with a savage rhyme, right up out this bag of mine
More bars than Steven Avery is sat behind
'Cause this shit is easy, I'm in auto-pilot half the time
Anybody itching to battle me, I got the Calamine
Poison ivy bars that be spreading, contagious
Y'all ain't hearing me? You're some Helen Kellers complaining
When the albums dropping, I can hear my enemies hating
'Cause shit, I move more projects than gentrification, true statement
See these vocal cords are like an Uzi clip
I gotta put the safety on 'em when I shoot this shit
Too legit, my crew is sick, like Marlo with the Snoop and Chris
Rapping like my damn medulla a computer chip
I'm cocky and nice, when rocking the mic
Ain't got the world up in my palm, like the body of Christ
I'm an, ominous sight but oddly polite
Up on Tinder lookin' for your fucking mom and I'll swipe
Then I'm driving like some kind of Ricky Bobby at night
Windows up, hot-boxing with some pot in the pipe
Disregarding traffic signs, and I don't stop at the lights
But shit, I never get pulled over by the cops 'cause I'm white
Which is fucked up, but I ain't make the world, I'm just living in it
Trying to make a living in it
'Til my bank account levels up with some bigger digits in it
Cop a crib with a Jacuzzi and some women in it
And they all be skinny dipping in it
Take it all the way and pass further
Even though the teachers said I was a bad learner
I, always got more bars on the back burner
And tour life, I get more gigs than fast servers
Because C-web is to tracks murdered, what B.O.B is to flat-earther
What Rick Ross is to fat burger
The type to steal your pussy, they call me the Cat Burglar
I'm just having fun with it
Grab it, and run with it
Trying to do this shit as big as Pun did it, fuck with it
Love critics, the hating gets me fired up
These raw thoughts keep on rising up, so check it
Ted Cruz suck a dick
Lil Xan, you too suck a dick, nah
Matter fact, two fucking dicks
If you're hating on me while watching this, then uh
Look at me, yeah, look at me, yeah
You suck a dick
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