Self-Made Follownaire

Lyrics

We was coming from the shadowy regions A slight light with the well-born pride The threshold of immediate consequences Revealing tonight was the night I knew who I was when I was seven No reverence for the reverent All this pomp and circumstance The fakeness is ridiculous, the pump will make them dance [?] Styling with your new girl Fishwrap and champagne Blacks clad in all white Backstage on Front street Well-known nobodies A murder mouth with no bodies Self-loathing narcissist Body-sized icons Cast in a false light Soldiers of fortune Spawned in the future Self-made selfie stars (Lest he grows to nothing) Abolishing tomorrow (Dynamite) On the wrong side of pimp bitch Style-less stylists Bloodless heart groans Deep fried deep bliss Heel hell holy hunks Soulless soul singer Mindless, dreamless Every field success stories Star in thrillers about boredom Two thumb tap tricks Make it rain on a scorched phone Ku Klux slave hags Kneel to the plastic gods Collateral damaged hearts Killed by a drunk drum On a sweet deal, sic' em Speeding down the long way Pillow talk undergivers Selfie stick samurais Self-made follownaires So how much you don't care? Every move's a masturbate Watch the D boy diva out Trapped in a free market These are the times Wrecking the world Was the best days of our lives Illuminati thoughts trying to scratch my mind's screen This the type of glitch happens just our times All the feds request for my audience 'Cause I'm at the behest of my master's voice Rhythm, groove, melody, crescendo, loop [?] room for air by an ancient truce Gino feel the clip, can you snatch me up? Holy water sips out the plastic cups Rubies in my mind is a bright motif Lighted up in lime Paradise Sportif Everything I spoke served to crack their code So bury me alive back in Dookie gold