[Chorus]

You're a cunt, rockin Supreme wit a fanny pack

You're a cunt, privileged Kanye wit a family stack

You're a cunt, dropping acid, lavish you a enemy

You're a cunt, off a daddy, hyper-masculinity

[Verse 1]

Rockin the pleather cuz timing endeavor, I surpassed my heaven so gaze in my Retina

Claim we the issue but poverty gave you spoon, Low class just fuckin you like its a Enema

Catching the breathing when passing a country I'm little to nothing cept drama and poetry

Making a difference just never seemed possible maybe colossal with tainted artillery

[Bridge]

How could you tell me this country is right?

Pushed in the ground wit a stack and light

Told that my dream has been caught in my hand

Look at my hand, I offered the man

You think it's a story so perfect and true

When people tell me that my country is through

Look out my window I'm peeping the hate

Looking at heaven with constant debate

[Chorus]

You're a cunt, rockin Supreme wit a fanny pack

You're a cunt, privileged Kanye wit a family stack

You're a cunt, dropping acid, lavish you a enemy

You're a cunt, off a daddy, hyper-masculinity

[Verse 2]

Now I'm a target just speaking my mind but the people still hate me and tell me I'm fine

People in life would just die at the cross and most of my family just died at the dusk

Father got cancer, he's deep in the water stuck selling his shit to just keep up wit debt

Workin my 9 to 5 hearing these zombies just speak about issues that outweigh a spec

[Outro] x6

Timing is right, timing is right

Timing is right when you floss all the gold