I’m from bottom-barrel, backwoods Hellsworth,
Where how loud ya yell is what you’re worth,
Take you to the vacationland and show you an impoverished scam,
Where no man makes a grand without grief or doin’ something society can’t stand,

Off-brand and down-and-out, they don’t care if you’re caught in the stream, lost trout,
I even know bosses who pout cause their days always end with 6 stouts,
Pick a poison, take a vow, end the misery right now,
Stop the schisms and cognitive dissonance and find your golden cow,

Raise the steaks till they can be sold, get you a higher stake of wealth,
Dodge the inconsiderate, feel the literature pulse through my health,
My blood is ink, my trials happened last blink, this is next level, now what do I think?
What do I do in a world controlled by powers outside my reach, need more hours,

Feel the scowl, always a panther on the prowl,
Bow to your highness, my fire ridiculous and girl a goddess,
I piss diamonds, fuck your excellence, gettin’ the lyrical Heisman,
It’s empirical that I’m on the rise and I’m nothin’ less than a Titan,

A giant, always defiant, no rival can reach my requirements,
Eye ‘em ‘till they blinded, foes just leave venues crying,
Never not tryin’, my design doesn’t allow half-assed attempt,
I’m three massive steps ahead of the masses in contempt,

Pass the lines of tents, it’s the civil war sequel, never passive anymore,
Smoke like four joints before I go out the door, came from the poor,
Aim for the highest door with the biggest prize hidden behind, what’s in store
For us? I need more than trust, I need to know what’s really up,

Pop a wheelie playin’ chicken with a rusty truck,
Life must be fucked if kids dodging’ danger still have bad luck,
I’ve been filled with stuff that most don’t see, peep inside a higher eye,
Funky and too young to die, blow your mind like Jamiroquai,

Very afraid to die, but ready to die, human paradox in disguise,
As the little guy goin’ against oligarchy, oil guys I all despise,
Boilin’ brains is a better use of time, bruise the mind, pollute the ponds,
Kill the kids, drop the bombs, end the peaceful times, cause nothing’s wrong (right?)

Wrong, we been off too long, time to turn on, get awoken,
“Leary! I need that LSD!”, turn off the LCD be free,
Evolve into different breeds like you’re Eevee, don’t deceive your family,
Don’t burn your castle down, them bridges don’t rebuild easily,

I think it’s feasible to see that I do this rap thing effortlessly,
Bars are just brought to me like I’m the bank and they the Brinks truck,
Heart like an ice rink, it’s too cold, while I’m also cool like AC,
DC you need a new CE-O, that orangutan seem a little fucked,

Buck up if you want to get through this existence,
Buckle up if you think this ride lacks resistance,
To get your bucks up, you just require patience,
To get your buck gunned down, acquire diligence,

Mirror the militant but move like a messiah of the Mayans,
I reply rebel and defy, never a fly on the wall, I’m the guy,
Debating and delegating, back room, where no one can spy,
Got more loyalty with my homies than everyone on the Trump team, (combined!)

Watch the snakes slither, hiss and bite each other when the grass is cut,
Reveal their evil when the past is undug, see these deceitful people squirm,
Can’t seem to face their qualms, just keep dropping bombs,
Hostile to anyone who ain’t their pigment, they bigger pussies than their moms’

When they popped out, fuckin’ losers deserve to be scalped,
Sound more like 1944 Krauts, time to give ‘em their third out,
Call back the birds out, I miss the sun and the days that Barry brought,
Though that change wasn’t enough, we need to know ‘Yes we can’ fix this botched plot,