metal

Hey Siri, is Ronald Reagan dead?
 Ronald Reagan was born February sixth, nineteen eleven and died June fifth, two tausend and four
 Thank fucking God
 That ugly rotting corpse can suck my bony cock like a homo
 No Tony Hawk on this promo
 I got a lotta shit out there
 I can't let Nardwaur find Momo
 I feel like Jar Jar with people
 Because I can't make sense
 Strain in the jar-jar was evil
 It came from the dispense
 It made me lose all sense
 Paranoia intense
 Sometimes I hate myself so much that I feel like Mike Pence
 Bitch I feel like Mike Pence
 Mike Pence would not like me
 Just because I like Mike
 And I'm with him like my up b is that great ether
 Wanna say I got no spine well fuck you yours is not great either
 You're not even gonna listen I know how it goes
 I open my heart to those around me
 And I feel like Dunkin' Donuts because everybody runs
 I wanna wear the charts like clothes around me
 'Cause then I can fuckin' go nuts when I'm turning twenty one
 Let's make burning money fun
 Make it burn a funny sun
 Vape sativa, close our eyes
 Pretend Bernie fucking won
 I have every fucking right
 To get all this shit right now
 Bitch I nailed it, bitch I nailed it
 Can you polish it right now?
 Well, kiss me on the cheek, that was when I saw myself
 Before I got a place in MA, I would get a place in hell
 Tamagot-me thinking I already found my place in hell
 Piles smash and smoking hash
 Well that's that, sad, this place, it smells
 If I sound like every time it's for my dad I'd say, oh well
 You don't even care about it, you just wanna see me fail
 I think some people like me
 'Cause of my famous friends
 'Cause I start fashion trends
 He call me Frax in bed
 I feel so trapped in head
 Wish I was free to leave
 I wish I had no fuckin' brain like deedle leedle lee
 So I break it myself
 With ways that I know how
 Like pouring half a bottle spiky Baja down my mouth
 Like viewing everyone's accounts that, for my sake, I blocked
 To see if my name's in their mouth or if they tryna' mock
 If I catch you shit talkin' 'bout me, make you Plymouth Rock
 Drenched in the piss
 Okay, that might be you
 If you wanna
 You can call a paramedic, have 'em say your legal name
 As they wheel you to the ambulance for being fucking maimed
 See how you like that you townie het from southeastern MA
 Saying fairy and Mark Wahlberg like it's southie any day
 I'm out of patience
 I'm out of patience
 I'm out of patience
 I'm out of patience
 You'll never be scared
 You'll never understand
 When I step out here I go to war
 How can I be content?
 How can I make content?
 When I am not the one this was made for?
 How could you reject that?
 I really don't like you
 I used to wanna love you back but now I see
 You'll never accept uh
 You didn't expect the
 You only want the me you built for me
 And he's fucking dead