Bitch I got that gloss
Like teriyaki sauce
I can’t tell right from wrong
Bitch I disregard the law
I’m a one man gang
Cash hoes out like Andrew Yang
Autocratic like Pyongyang
I’m teriyaki, got that tang

Yeah I got that glaze
Call me Sweet Baby Ray’s
My mind’s always in a haze
Cause I’m at home in this malaise
Let my hate marinate
While I slay the fourth estate
There’s nothing left to contemplate
This hell was always just my fate

Bitch I’m finna bake
Sodium bicarbonate
I don’t get baked
I just get head on the first date
Don’t hate
I’m just the best at the worst game
Bitch wait
I’m finna pop off I’m finna levitate
Posthaste
I’m an Anglo so yeah I like my beans baked
Might fuck around, raise the Japanese birthrate
Might riff hard like Varg’s Key To the Gate
My wallet’s enlarged like a prostate

I’ve got these hoes interest like usury
Welcome to my dungeon, this shit’s exclusory
It’s like puberty, all this shit is new to me
She used my meat like I’m a fuckin charcuterie
Life ain’t quite what it used to be
Shout out to my brothers in the struggle

I ain’t gonna lie
I’m a sinner til’ I die
When I die I’ll burn in hell
I’ll murder you there as well
I’ve got chaos in my blood
I’ve got hatred in my veins
I don’t ever show no love
I don’t ever feel no pain
But I feel good
I feel like a cracker should
I feel nice, I feel right
Salivating white light
Choking on phosphorus bile
Submerged in sulfuric shit
Make this worth my while
Look me in the eyes bitch
You’re a slave to your brain
My brain’s a slave to me
Never wanted any fame
But I live in infamy