Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Why do you think getting approval from [*gap*] is better than being better than [*gap*], or copying is better than what you have?
You, the average person, sees the [*gap*] and imitates them, so yes, you're a [*gap*]
If all people level up then we'll all be better off as a nation and world but you live off limitations
And no, I can't read minds, but I know you've given up
And this is understandable if you believe in that [*gap*] shift job
But why do you extend it even after you get off the clock?
You're delusional and a joke, seeing the world as something other than what it is
The good things are hard to find, and you just haven't found them yet, look around a bit
You have [*gap*] to live for or else you'd take care, instead of listening to that [*gap*] second album on Cash Money millionaires

[Chorus]
What keeps you going and glowing?
That should be your focus
What slows you down? Ignore it
You support that which tears you down
And then you pull your cock out like you're the talk of the town
Tears of a clown

[Verse 2]
I see [*gap*] still wearing a mask [*gap*]
They're going to war tonight to be benighted, knighted a [*gap*] (go on)
I guess it's good it's getting worse this quickly
That means the quicker we'll get to the promised land (in a jiffy)
What's in it for you to get on good terms with [*gap*]?
Can't you sense there's something real wrong with this picture, [*gap*]?
I know you don't know how to read, or do and don't, 'cause you see people like me as creeps
You see a [*gap*] as someone you oughta be, not a thief, or a [*gap*] leech
How about that [*gap*] shaitan with that [*gap*] look?
She looks innocent but get to know her she's hideous
The man A to the is great for ya
I feel like I'm teaching illiterates how to read, so they won't steal food from children who need to eat
America loves a big fat [*gap*], cocky as [*gap*] but worthless as [*gap*]
Go ahead, see what that does, reloads my [*gap*]
But you could be worse and you should, considering (what you eat)
It's just it's a bit too annoying to get some peace

[Chorus]
I don't care what a [*gap*] thinks, they're [*gap*]
You're always [*gap*]; I'm smart and amazing
I see through the smoke screen, you're [*gap*]
And though you just wanna be nice deep down, you just keep [*gap*]