All these other rappers like some gelatine and ice cream
Jelly of the pen, no spice to flip a tight scheme
Everybody asking my advice when they write things
Me I'm not a guide, I'm just tired of the right wing

Nice king, plus I got a mug up in the merch store
Run up in the church floor, gunning for a turf war
If you ain't in a crypt tonight then what are all my words for
Superman, always going down like a third door

Superman, always going down like it's frowned on
Superman, always going down like a douse rod
Chains on, looking for the bredder like a Shao song
Chains on, looking for the bread like I'm Valjean

Thin wrist, Freeced is always slipping out the copper ring
Big tic streamer so a Twitch is in the offering
This is the debauchery I'll visit on the property
A bard up out of college and I'm vicious with the mockery


Drugs, guns, anime and catboys
JK Rowling always acting like a Malfoy
Student with a pride banner lacking in the house points
Say trans rights or keep my track out of your mouth boy

Well I've been Pan, so I never like a Hook much
Still a ship man, get wetter when I look rough
Catch wind when I drop bands like a good luff
Good stuff, come and hold hands till our hooks touch

Yui in the band, I'm a natural
Newly on the brand, I'm an animal
Music on the Stand, understandable
You ain't gotta chance to be tangible

Avatar Type Beat spawned in all my confidence
I'd rather kiss you than say "Awng," that's a compliment
Wonder Egg pack, nah, better off dropping it
Wonder Egg pack, leave a song without a proper end