[Verse 1]
I cannot rock to the rhythm of a hand gently patting my head
I did not triumph on the part of the hero’s mirror
Can a smile widen, will it? Will it keep you up at night, plotting?
Let me tell you something boys, strength is the softest thing
I’m not someone ever clicked in the place of the girl of
Especially a self-serving cling of a lonely legless reptile
They fucked up the allegory anyway
Eve didn’t eat from the tree, she ate the snake

[Verse 2]
Is this anarchy or revenge of the fallen artist
If you’re not making anything, we don’t wanna see your face on anything
These internet brats will clap until they’re avatars
Your validation and fictitious business names saved on business cards
I once knew integrity
As a hologram by distance, a hollow turbine lip working outwards
Presidence is in danger, everything’s corrupt and trust is a gag gift
The attention that is for boys, we’ll try to use our record labels as leverage
The women will slip into suits with friends just to keep you close for comfort
You won’t find me, sticking around, to catch them with their costumes, yea man
You won’t, find me in the back room, resting behind the verb
I’ve an enemy unsettling, even if it means working alone
Even if it means there’s some writing slow, even if it means making my own beats
When the praise only rises with the frequency of your voice, no it doesn’t mean shit
Or when they’re not taking by any of it, no you’re taking up space
You can’t hide the hollow of your guns inside vague lines
So when she calls you writing a step, know that she openly means “dull pulse”
They might unsnap their removable shoulders behind your back and replace them with a guillotine
We can call you words of curd and effective spying crosses your mind
Meanwhile you never sell or put in your mouth if they’re not the same size

[Verse 3]
Kick back, kick your legs up in the back of a rap???, And play it like a tuba
Will you go down in history for having it easy? There are people who’d have never known they’re novelty
Compromises come in all sizes life ???? clones
?????? and draw the logos into the fire
Because it’s closer than, or because we’re way too rich
Only ?? stick till the fist gives up
I can’t get down with your life short words, sport
Everybody’s a rapper, watch them stand up for something
When you offer support, they try to take your arms too
You can’t change your value by association when nobody sees you