*various animal noises*
[Verse 1]
Skrrting to the backdoor, like fuck an instigator
9 to 5 chores, count ‘em up, out of luck, cuz pissed the Maker
Taking shots the sec you load ‘em, and not an instant later
Slurring, slipping, sliding cross the room, crossed a goon, some infant hater
Turn the knob on incubator, roast these dogs like hungry hobos
Slobbing, actin’ impish, ain’t for long till they see their stunts be no-no
Posse robbing stank of gator, hit the spot like spoon-fed promos
In your head subliminal, in her head, spilling ostinato
Gator on the muff, muzzle stuffed to brim, vanilla gator tail
Mad I plucked they princess, bruh chill, ya Peach and sis and Daisy’s well
Bruh, I promise
You treat her like a lady, she’ll treat your baby maker lavish
What she do, I’m astonished, they don’t even do that in pornos
Fucked recycled yawns, ish we do, it be trashy, it be scornful
Kig V ain’t be hip for the past week, A-Nasty what she do yearn though
Yearning to splurge the purse on personal consumption dope shit dumped in Portugal
When fiend for fades, I ain’t be frugal
Up the grade, cuz these noodles need marinatin’, they be starin’, hatin’
I’m just praying Mary Jane listed at this place, sellers to the back like carry basement
Still eye-raping the two-one century wonder, but of these others, nary say shit
I got the beard, supply the plunder, not even near, irritation
Jeering a handful to some, sure, [[Sure]]
But within a min, the second hand gyration’s narration win
When you get up to blunder, all we get is second hand embarrassment, like
Oh my Lord in Heaven, this shit’s not even FAIR
And yeah sure I’m overcompensating some
But at least I came prepared, right?
At least I pretend like I care, right?
All these dumb shits fly like drum sticks, and I’m the snare, right?
Pain sound is blared...but they don’t care, right?
Yeah, motherfucker, yeah, uhn, remember how they never did
And if they did, had a fucking lame-ass way of showing it
Then they angry ‘bout my path, like I envy ways that protists live
Or playing safe, I’m noticed bitch, many ways to survive besides the bogus shit
The motiveless, lining up for useless degrees
Dying skittish for promotions in green
I won’t be a devotee to a company whose word I’d never willingly preach, (n-n-noOOo)
I’d rather feed my self-fucking-useless esteem
Heat and vapors, windows up, sk-sk-SKRRRT!
Do a favor, windows down, yeah
We gotta meet these haters like D-L-L-L-L-L-L!
And then get me a new wife like b-a-a-a-a
Didn’t that know my girlfriend could make a noise like a turkey
Don’t know if these blabbers have an off switch, but it isn’t working
Nauseous, away from the "biznit", I’m lurking
Toss this kid in mercury, from every outlet I’m surging
I’m fucking hazardous
Ravenous for returning, Arab-American Lazarus
Put me on blast for it, repping a culture when I left it
Or a culture for blacks, letting this ulcer unattended
When it’s an offense that I’m free?
Ha, ya, accurate
Why deny my tendency
To be drawn toward other heritages in misplaced jealousy
Montage across the Zates, another heretic open like sesame
Waiting at the gates, waiting for a host who might message me...
You messin’ me?
I’m just a piece of a part of a generation without identity
And I know attention has its brevity so…guess you better to used that shit
Pay actual scrutiny, not counterfeit, ugh, we’re fucking used to that trick
We’re all just animals, scramblin’, wall-to-wall, with no handlers
Until up in our neck in debt depths, “Hi, I’m you’re manager
And if you had any plans to splurge your life on happiness, then you’re wrong,”
Fuck that noise, unlock the doors, flood the farm to this song, unh...
Whazap, bitch?
