Lyrics

Let me give it a shot, not gonna see what you got I'm not the onesuckingyour thumb A titon your wit, not the flavorfor you Come in on a new, takin' my due The rest is the best, don't sleep on a cue Punk isn't a do, three chords won't kill Corporate rule, you be the clown In all this red, white, and blue Can't replicate my view Cookin' it up just for you AI might be the new season's flu Industrial waste never goes out of taste In the Red Desert, the future is real Fingered in thе fog Let's pretend thеre's an epilogue Let the world burn Feel your coin flames go higher Stock market buy, it's a black out Stand by AI, AI, AI I'm the queen of your heart Ace of your spade I'm the queen of your heart Ace of your spade I'm the queen of your heart Ace of your spade You don't trump me, I trump you Trump you