(Verse One) Male Karens with some online presence, time to take away your presents cuz you're really rich peasants! platform has a million spectators because of politics, you've surpassed some innovators! buts its a lotta smoke and a crooked reflection right now let me cook as I sear a mid-section Goin' Donner Party as I barbecue in my covered wagon authenticity is lackin' like a dude named Bartholomew saggin'! Malibu's most wanted who fled the Iron Curtain Too comfortable in our culture ...and that's for certain! Rolex or not, financial status dont make ya hot I'd rather kick it with a homeless dude sleepin' on a cot steaks with snakes? no need for the A-One we can split a Biggie Bag when our work day is done you can buy a lotta things ...and buy a lotta friends You can wear a lotta rings and chase a lotta trends R-E-S-P-E-C-T?... It cant be purchased I wish that all your content was search-less! clear the internet of all that pointless beef I'll say "Sick 'em" to a group of beasts with pointed teeth Prime time for the K-Nine... sadly many people who support you? they wanna stay blind! but open your lids, remove the blindfold Cuz I carefully concocted this message with rhymes made of gold! underground platinum, diamonds with such clarity before I subscribe to you, I'll fortify charities miss me with your whining, no vindication vulture! tired of the disrespect, you're too comfortable in our damn culture! [instrumental break and hip hop scratching for another forty-five seconds to one minute for the songs outro]
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