We’ll never end with the low cost gain of a soulless pig sty Cutting corners while they tear it’s life to shreds Straight from the ass of a greedy Spineless problematic dread But it only works 'cause we feed their empty pockets Angry mobs, it reconciles our primal rise Feeding burning money as it drops All the clout has made the demon tantalized (Watch it grow with your fumes) Take the time to wonder why (And maybe cut the bullshit!) If we could turn our eyes towards the prize We’ll clean the dirt from our hands Make them starve of attention And free the wallet’s bind If we stop advertising, commercializing Their advocated discourse We can kill the remorse I made this song in a day And lemme guess, you found it (Disguised as shit to sell these words, it’s so confounded) There’s gold in better places now You just have to find it The effect of Streisand still repeats Oh but look there is a red man Holy shit, this game is great It's changed my life and I'm only eight! Oh wait, everyone says it's bad Now I'm supposed to hate Time to make a burner account And swamp everyone with death threats Your game sucks ass and you should d- Oh wait, It sold more Shit! Well gosh darn I messed it up, I should give it up But instead I’ll rage on your tweets Show my refund receipt Make an alt account and repeat One day I’ll eat my actions and make retractions When called out for double standards Ignorance is bliss Until accountability goes dismissed I made this song in a day And you can’t make any friends in five (You need a gun to use your mouth And it doesn’t make you more alive) Ignore that shit heap long ago There’s gold just find it Or the effect of Streisand will engrave in the sand Play the first chapter! I wanted more Play the second chapter! I wanted more And play the third chapter! I wanted more They stopped making more, I still wanted more! So I doxxed their parents (Wanted more!) I defemated their pets (I wanted more!) I pulled out my gun, and I- Wait, woah! The fuck is wrong with you? Jesus, guns down! Just, step- step over here What the fuck is wrong with you? You don't just pull out a gun in the office whenever you want, it's not cool! Come on dude, do better What, what are you staring at me for? Oh. Oh, yeah sure, co- course It's rich coming from the guy who said: Don't eat ass in the halls I- I get it, I get it No means yes Fine, I get it What, you think I'm just stalling for time? Hell does that- serve, anyway? I bet you think it's just so you can't refund the seconds I wasted Screw you, man Screw, j- look Just just keep the gun to yourself Don't bring us into this I want to keep my job Thank you Just do better, fuckin' hell Anyway what are we on about? Oh, yeah, shit Big green man is coming for you! Is that what you wanted to hear from my song of Banban?!