Golden Toilet

Intro/Hook – half-sung, choppy, building to a scream] What what! It's now or never, yo — fuck the pleasantries! Yeah yeah so so, whatcha wanna do? Let's go! Break a foot off in ya, hold up — wait a second… oh Naw, never mind — fuck it! (Fuck it!) Stomp! Stomp! Boots on throats, what what! [Verse 1 – rapid fire, multies] Boots stompin' throats, chokin' out hope while I'm quotin' the quotes From the bloated old goat who promotes the provoke, then ghosts when the smoke gets too close Draft-dodgin' Donny, the Kid Rock on rock, sippin' that glass like a predator sim Playin' real-world COD, respawn civilians as villains — bibbidi-bobbidi-bitch, that's him Too big to redact, name in the stack, bombin' brown kids like they're pixels in black Heartless jailhouse screw, new you-know-who, turn the red button blue then blame it on you I ain't vote for the dude, knew the world's gettin' screwed, and y'all still out here simpin' for the crude Aggression as sport? No protection in the fort, just a narcissist snortin' his own rapport Pushing buttons aimless, claimin' it's famous, while the nameless get maimed in the nameless invasions Weak gettin' beaten, poor gettin' eaten, elite stay retreatin' with the grift in they briefcase Hold up — wait — fuck it again! [Verse 2 – even faster, more internal rhymes, Em-style punchlines] Barron too tall to wipe his own ass, so Hegseth on deck with the baby-wipe pass Grandpa Donny dodgin' drafts with the cash in the stash, administration coinbase, locked in the grift on the chain, no crash Selfishness serum injected in the veins, greed in the genes like a permanent stain Crypto kingpin with the admin pin, flippin' switches while the body count spin Too rich to enlist but quick to enlist other kids to the twist of his wrist Predator sim in a real-world glitch, heart colder than a jailhouse bitch on a power trip You the villain, civilian-killin', name redacted but the facts stay stacked in the millions I sure as fuck didn't vote, already knew the world was gettin' choked And we got it — now y'all own it, still simpin', still hopin', still broken, still quotin' the slogan Fuck you too, boo — new you, voodoo, hoodoo, taboo, tattooed with the coup Boots on the youth, truth in the booth, stompin' the proof till the tooth come loose What what! Now or never — hold up… naw Fuck it! You the villain civilian-killin', Epstein-adjacent chillin', bone-spur bitch still yellin' "USA!" while hidin' behind the military you never served a day I sure as fuck didn't vote, already knew the apocalypse you wrote — orange apocalypse, kamikaze in a golf cart, causin' nuclear holocaust notes We got it, now y'all own it, still simpin', still hopin', still broken, quotin' the slogan while the world's chokin' on your golden toilet throne Fuck you too, boo — voodoo you, hoodoo coup, taboo tattooed with the coup d'état — boots on the youth, truth in the booth, stompin' the proof till your fake tan tooth come loose! What what! Now or never — hold up… naw FUCK IT! You the villain, civilian-killin', Epstein-adjacent chillin' — fresh files droppin' accusations of minors you were drillin' Bone-spur bitch with the fabricated heel fiction, five fake deferments, Cohen confirmed the fiction — never served a day but still yellin' "USA!" while hidin' behind the military you never served a fuckin' minute Orange apocalypse, kamikaze in a gold-plated golf cart, causin' nuclear holocaust notes, pushin' red buttons like it's Fortnite, watch the body count chart We got it, now y'all own it — still simpin', still copein', still broken, quotin' the slogan while the world's chokin' on your golden toilet throne, shittin' tariffs and treason Fuck you too, boo — voodoo you, hoodoo coup, taboo tattooed with the coup d'état, Epstein flight logs tattooed on your resume, boo Barron too tall to wipe his own ass, 6'9" beanpole can't even reach the glass — Hegseth on deck doin' baby-wipe duty while dodgin' his own war-crime scandals in the Caribbean bloodbath Boots on the youth, truth in the booth, stompin' the proof till your spray-tan tooth come loose, fake orange goo oozin' — what what! What what! Now or never — hold up… naw FUCK IT!