The camera was taunting us

We love the things that haunted us

The models never talk enough

The Truman show was stalking us

The camera was taunting us

We love the things that haunted us

The models never talk enough

The Truman show was stalking us

Side note

Do this with my eyes closed

Tell that **** I'm grown

Like my daddy told me

Fuck em feed em I know

I'm Michael Jackson but modern day

Made sure I called up my mom today

Fucked on a **** that's probably gay

Okay I get it he probably trade

He probably not

He probably ain't

He polyamorous today

He probably got a girl at home

We probably gonna find a way

Models so skinny they fossil faced

Coke on they tung and they lost their taste

Dance to the drums let your mind escape

DJ gon play what the models say

The camera was taunting us

We love the things that haunted us

The models never talk enough

The Truman show was stalking us

The camera was taunting us

We love the things that haunted us

The models never talk enough

The Truman show was stalking us

Fuck all these white women out of my face

family on welfare my uncle up state

My cousins demise was the end of his fate

Rico got shot right before he could blink

Dance with the devil don't go on no dates

God ain't protecting the children he made

crackers and twinks full of terrible traits

that boy got a girl but I feel like he trade

She got a dick but I bet that he slide

She left his crib just as soon I arrive

Okay okay I guess that he bi

This for the **** that's questioning god

Pray to myself but I worship my mom

I was on Harlan with Bug on my side

Bpm zero the rhythm of time

All of the smiles protecting the cries