Identifying with any race
pretend it's all in the same pile
I'd get her painted Ariana shade brown
how they love n***a euphemisms
Then get a wigger like Bruno Mars
to shoot at a dark conclusion
But this part's the truest,
how I start right -angled
Then fall apart congruent,
how they call white angels
How you and Grammy's off stealing
from n****s who weren't recipients
Copy and pasting our penmanship
and won't even get lyricist
Fair percentage of shit is sickening
And just don't hand me the tone
Leave it's curl activated, littered,
all on it's glittered kicks
I'll be one less lonely nigga,
But niggas seem to forget
cause I keep me a new Travis Scott feature
Invited to the cookout but
when your hairline declines
These migraines got me unable
The mild strain behind my cornea
forces me to only wanna see
The whole left side of my mind
feels like that mind game
So I got no time to focus
The goal, control the system
Shut down these artificial organisms,
like the cyber initiative
Escape the chainsaws before I tore a ligament
If they get me before it's over with,
then just know it was foretold
They'd get me and I'd be just one less lonely