You say that candy is more fresh than me
Possibly half a dollar is supporting the trees
Maybe a tech that shoots nine hesitantly
No way logical thought gonna uproot the sea
I go through life, seeing bars fitting songs
But all I see, is some lyrical trash jargon
Maybe some weed, hit out of lyrical bongs
But the world just rocks out to whatever be on
Ya that mac donald vibe is eerily to quick
He writes sometimes fast, but usually waits for it
Speed is my nature, just time me for this shit
Twenty minutes or less is my favorite
Counting jacksons in the bank, forget it so bad
Weirld al revisits, and the song knocks it back
But this one press, will lee give up a bag
Not bruce or the jet can get rid of Caitlyns nutsack
We got a chad in the whitehouse, a liar on the loose
What is in the news, did I hear the sound of a noose
Current events in the lyrics, kamala rippin the booz
That's all you hear on the twitter sphere x news
I can write up a stick, and poke the bear
Control alt delete, I don't even have a care
Losing myself in the songs like my hair
Fat white man on the bars and one foot in the snare
Like the J.F.K. we got shots rolling out
The nineteen variant no longer got clout
Maybe you heard maybe not, then I might shout
Autistic my rhymes as I gawk about
Rap god are you kidding me, you talk about drugs
I got them psych meds so go ahead call the fuzz
Just dumped my dealer, he was the wrong variant of plugs
Keep my butthole intact, no room for the nugs
Nope got that free flow squirt that shoots afar
Talking words here lefty, go worship jafaar
Aladdin misses you, he left that open lamp jar
Free the jihn to die, and you cheer for that scar
Wait did simba deserve that credit in the end
Stopping the lions from making some friends
Hyenas on lock, and the burn grass depends
Less animals eating, makes the grass dominate the lands
Disney gaslighting kids, like cooperation is unjust
Just fulfill the E.B.T. and phone home for the trust
Fund me now when I do crime, or you are a bust
Destroy our culture by saying to get rid of crime lust
So what you gonna do when the lib tard comes
Are you gonna ignore my facts over the puns
Stay in your lane you lefty fuming transing your guns
Got them whiteys on sight, and the world acts like it's stunned
You say that candy is more fresh than me
Possibly half a dollar is supporting the trees
Maybe a tech that shoots nine hesitantly
No way logical thought gonna uproot the sea