metal

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[Intro: Fraxiom and Siri] Hey, Siri. Is Ronald Reagan dead? Ronald Reagan was born February 6th, 1911 and died June 5th, 2004 Thank fucking God [Verse 1: Fraxiom] That ugly rotting corpse can suck my bony cock like a homo No Tony Hawk on this promo I got a lotta shit out there I can't let Nardwaur find Momo I feel like Jar-Jar with people Because I can't make sense Strain in the jar-jar was evil It came from the dispense It made me lose all sense Paranoia intense Sometimes I hate myself so much that I feel like Mike Pence Bitch I feel like Mike Pence Mike Pence would not like me Just because I like Mike And I'm with him like my up b is that great either Wanna say I got no spine well fuck you yours is not great either You're not even gonna listen I know how it goes [Verse 2: Fraxiom] I open my heart to those around me And I feel like Dunkin' Donuts because everybody runs I wanna wear the charts like clothes around me 'Cause then I can fuckin' go nuts when I'm turning 21 Let's make burning money fun Make it burn a funny sun Vape sativa, close our eyes Pretend Bernie fucking won I have every fucking right To get all this shit right now Bitch I nailed it, bitch I nailed it Can you polish it right now? Laura kissed me on the cheek, that was when I saw myself Before I got a place in MA, I would get a place in hell Tamagot-me thinking I already found my place in hell Piles smash and smoking hash, well that's that, sad, this place, it smells If I sound like every time it's for my dad I'd say, "oh well" You don't even care about it, you just wanna see me fail [Verse 3: Fraxiom] I think some people like me 'Cause of my famous friends 'Cause I start fashion trends He call me Frax in bed I feel so trapped in head Wish I was free to leave I wish I had no fuckin' brain like leedle leedle leedle lee So I break it myself With ways that I know how Like pouring half a bottle spiky Baja down my mouth Like viewing everyone's accounts that, for my sake, I blocked To see if my name's in their mouth or if they tryna' mock If I catch you shit talkin' 'bout me, make you Plymouth Rock Drenched in the piss Okay, that might be you If you wanna *********** You can call a paramedic, have 'em say your legal name As they wheel you to the ambulance for being fucking maimed See how you like that you townie het from southeastern MA Saying "fairy" and "Mark Wahlberg" like it's southie any day I'm out of patience I'm out of patience I'm out of patience I'm out of patience [Verse 4: Fraxiom] You'll never be scared You'll never understand When I step out here I go to war How can I be content? How can I make content? When I am not the one this was made for? How could you reject that? I really don't like you I used to wanna love you back but now I see You'll never accept uh You didn't expect the— You only want the me you built for me And he's fucking dead [Outro] Sound of the future