Yeah

Webby, yeah, yeah

We talk a little shit now, huh

(Talking shit man, aye)

Bitch, you done released the Kracken, I'm up on Mount Olympus while I'm rappin'

So when the lightning strikes, water's churning thunder's crashin'

And them twisters touchin' down like that movie with Bill Paxton

It's me up in my studio, that's what's making it happen

Never doubt me, got a suit of armor big as Gronkowski

And a sword that's even bigger, killin' everyone around me

Swingin' like Tasmanian Devil until I'm drowsy

Then I pop another addy and blast off like Robert Downey

Like Ironman, the kinda man that knows that no one can beat me

The kinda man that's destined to be king just like Rafiki

The kinda man to step into the ring, just like Rikishi

And make you kiss my ass on broadcast national TV

Lay the smack down on all these wack clowns in the circus

That use to be referred to as the fuckin' rap circuit

I'll rap circles around these cats without scratching the surface

And make these mumble rappers step back and start actin' nervous

And if they aren't nervous, then they don't know what I'm sayin'

Maybe they cant understand it with that first grade education

Maybe they too fucking high off cough suppressant medication

As they wearing skirts with a matchin' purse while they puttin' braids in

But that shit is just a fad and see I'm here to help phase 'em

All the fucking way out, so real rappers can replace 'em

I'll take the shit upon myself, the fans deserve better

Than some kid who lacks intelligence and puts in zero effort

I mean this shit a job, right? You see these kids ain't even trying, son

If you ran a business and they worked for you, you would fire them

So why you praising them for half assing the shit you listen to?

Not dissing you, I'm just asking what the fuck has gotten into you?

See, you're the consumer and it's your choice on what you're picking to

Put up in your Spotify and spend your time sifting through

And you're just giving bread to somebody who's way more rich than you

Who can barely put together an English sentence in an interview

See, I'm a hooligan who be truly losin' his cool again

Who's here to use his voice to bring the truth 'til I get through to them

They feed us fake news again, nobody wanna listen

It's no fault of ours, me? See I blame the politicians

Fuck Donald, fuck Ivanka, nah, for real I'll fuck her brains out

Got her riding me up in the oval on the same couch

Billy Clinton scrub the cushions, trying to wipe the stains out

'Cause Monica just couldn't swallow what was in her dang mouth

I'm fuckin' wilin', fucking while I'm on that shit again

Slapping Rex Tillerson for tryin' let him grill again

Lighters, oil, money on fire, like every bill and then they'll put me on a list

'Cause see you know them bitches listening

And Jeff Sessions you can suck a dick until your throat hurts

You old Smurf, you tryin' take my weed, never gon' work

I'll be lighting up a doobie out on your turf

And Kid Rock, you ain't been cool since Joe Dirt

I'm on Scott Pruitts property, frackin' it

And built a pipeline through his wooden kitchen cabinets

And these scummy politicians, yo, I've had it bitch

I'm gonna take a knee with Colin Kaepernick, yelling fuck the establishment

And Ted Cruz, your face puts me in a shitty mood

There's so much bitch in you that you probably have a clit and boobs

And Marco Rubio, you're soft as fuck

And Ben Carson, yo, can someone wake Ben Carson up?

Fuck these nazi's and the white nationalists

I'll grab that Costco tiki torch and fucking smack you with it

Over and over 'til your skull fragments are cracking and shit

While the cops give 'em a slap on the wrist, fo' real though

But yo, Hillary, really? You think that I wouldn't mention you? (Really?)

Just 'cause I tend to be liberal with all my general views

But you're an evil lady, say it, 'cause I got to

I'm down to have a woman president, just not you

You Claire Underwood ass bitch, you wicked witch

Lying through your fuckin' teeth every single chance that you get

I'ma slap her so hard that she'll be leaving in a gurney

While I'm yelling out, long live Bernie

Now if that segment just offended you, then please relax

We're on the same side, it ain't about white or black

It's about the one percenters versus everybody else

Us against the politicians who only helping themselves

Fuck it, I guess I'm just a rapper, what do I know man?

About the world, how it turns and who's behind those plans

But still I'm all up in this bitch, just like a gyno's hands

And while I'm here, I'ma take a stand, raw thoughts (Raw thoughts)

Fuck everybody, man

As much as I joke around about things

You know, this shit is dead serious

Fuck where this country is headed

Ya know?

Who did I not mention?

Oh yeah, Mike Pence, see I forgot to slay you

But really, God hates you

Along with every gay dude and lesbian

It's very evident that you're a scum sucking

Bitch, vice president

(Suck a dick)

Who else?

Oh, Paul Ryan? Shit, I hope you go rock climbing

And your hand slips 'til you lose grip and you fall diving

On to a bunch of fucking dicks, you fucking bitch

I hope your health insurance doesn't cover it

Who else?

I'll crack a Koch brother like I crack a Coke can

Cremate a Koch brother and I'll snort him out my hands

What bitch?

Raw thoughts (What bitch?)

These are my raw thoughts motherfucker

This message has been bought, paid for and forced upon you

By George Sauros and the Fake News Networks of America

Raw thoughts, motherfucker