Guns For the Homeless

Guns for the homeless No more secondhand clothes food banks give tanks to the slums Drugs just to cope with hit the gas flip packs trip spaz till your face goes dumb Triple the dosage keep your eyes wide shut don't talk or they'll cut out your tongue There's no biz like showbiz Marylin Monroe centerfolds all the good die young The whistles they blow, caught us on satellite Spit on my clothes, but I'm still not allowed to fight Sit on your phones, won't fill my appetite Triggers I pull, but I'm not still satisfied Guns for the homeless, leave em be let em sleep give em heat aim it straight at five o I'll pay for the postage, not shit drop-ship pop clips at the landlords home Nuns doing Ho shit I think god left earth let em profit at the church they sold You dumb think you woke bitch renegade meditate eat filets with your escargot What's your motive I see solipsistic focus I see everything is politics I'm politicking POTUS Baby talking toddlers they say hodler I say hold it I'm in Barcelona running with the bulls I'm feeling bullish Bully in pulpit chamber loaded triggers pull it Hundred gunners running undercover shooting bullets They stole the stash from lock up and then sold it into doge, shit Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious The whistles they blow, caught us on satellite Spit on my clothes, but I'm still not allowed to fight Sit on your phones, won't fill my appetite Triggers I pull, but I'm not still satisfied