Fed up with the cynical, general being put up on the pedestal
I'm betting you, for every spoon was customized by a room of white, fly dudes in nice tie suits
Surprised when a guy like I loots
Ay, word is bond, I must've come from Mars
I must've crowd surfed outta my moms when I was born
Yo, what up to the kids who made it to the front
Been dying to get the fuck outta the van and jump, up

I come with the funk and I got love
No imitator
Holy ceremony displayer
Rhyme sprayer
Can't define what I am, 'cause I'm many layers
Recline in the cut as I light up the blunt and reminisce
My position is pivotal
Cats is pitiful, Industry is critical
Business for the witches in triple digit rituals
Riches and jewels rule in a pitiful existence though
Liars lounging in a lion's den, playing pretend
Don't ever need to even ever lean ya head to them
And on the street, the heat paint men red, make men dead
These demons leach and feast on them
Unplanned jam cycles with trans-disciples
Branded by man's recitals
My man Dan's plan is vital
And God damn, I'm damagin' the man's stamina
Grip locked mic in the hand, magic for the fans and em'

Meanwhile in the skies
They signal all the signs
To hint the other side's about to sneak up from behind and surprise you
They want your demise
But you won't even let them scratch the motherfucking surface
Idiocracy
Fueled by preposterous imposters with blue check marks and all sorts of garbage streams
Get logged in and lost in the screen
Pretend that you're important, but you fabricate the whole thing

Lots of hypocrisy from lots of the ones who tweet about what they deem wrong
And who gets canceled
Bird-brain wannabe can't handle the mirror
Narcissistic dumb bitch would suck mad dick to be an influencer
Don't you feel lost when Hip-Hop is so TikTok?
Young boy gets gawked for the fake rocks in his wrist watch
Basic bitch thinks she's hot, 'cause she's got ten thousand followers
But she can't seem to find social skills in line at the store
Some of y'all glorify not trying
And some of y'all got too many triplets in ya hi-hats
Some of y'all clout hoes need to diet

I actually don't wanna tell no one how to live
But it's fucked up
Tryna co-exist in a world of gatekeepers that sniff their own shit