Social Death

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Why you always rap about being gay 'Cause not enough niggas rapping be gay So nigga, how many rappers be trans All I know is Mykki Blanco, my mans Why you always rap about being abused 'Cause every rapper love they mom, and it makes me feel blue Why you always rapping 'bout being depressed 'Cause I'm disabled and I need my fucking check Bipolar, PTSD, please what's next Anxiety, ADHD on my neck As a kid they called me faggot Now my foot on they throats I command my respect "Why your pants so big? Girls don't wear their shit that way" Dumb ass nigga You ain't ever seen a runway Burberry on my temples I look hottеr than a wrinkle Popping molly like a pimple Only onе of me, no sequels Fresher than the smell on my new J's Cradle to the grave bitch, I can't behave Five-eight-oh, bitch I came from the Shade Had my life threatened, four inch blade Handled shit smooth, still alive today Tryna be cutting edge with everything I say [Verse 2] How it feel When them niggas misgender you Honestly It feels like these niggas dismembered you On purpose, can't stand that shit Not a man, I'm the baddest bitch Don't care for the status switch But that's been my life, real shit Black skin get me disowned Body cam watch me get blown Tail end of the generation That's a biproduct of Reagan Fuck-ass administration And niggas wonder why I'm pagan I ain't acting right Until my people get they rights Tell Trump drop a pin We can get it cracking right Shit, I'm from Lawton Grab the strap then it's fair fight Secret service suck a dick And they can get hit twice Get the crips and GDs Let them niggas rally tight Aiming for that toupee Nigga, fuck the FBI Eighty mil on his head I'ma get the bag tonight Iran got money on his head And we gon' get the bag tonight Me, my niggas rally tight Eighty mil the bag tonight [Outro] Bet you you ain't ever met A nigga like me, like me So I'ma speak up For the niggas like me, like me Pushed a hard road And the shit wasn't free, not free Twenty-two Ain't think I'd see eighteen, eighteen Talk my shit 'til y'all kill me That's fax Struggle with drugs but I'm a role model Nigga, that's fax Saved a couple kids' lives with this music shit Yeah, I'm proud of that Talk my shit 'til y'all kill me No fuckin' cap No, no mothafuckin' cap, nigga No fuckin' cap, uh No fuckin' cap, no fuckin' cap