F.D.R

Ay, this magazine don’t come from a hard disk, when I reload the MAC it’s cause of the cartridge

So I can unplug the targets, meaning when you spillin’ ideas from your conscience

Then ain’t no one’s mind blown except yours, after these slug departures

Look in the barrel and now you a carcass, I’m clickin’ off rounds and you know that the shots hit

You put your head on men’s bottles, this ain’t the bar, space out like you finna login/log in

Cause goin’ down’s/Down’s what your noggin does, and you can say it’s cap, but I’m still headin’ up regardless

When those cucks get exposed, they’re stuck on the road and start bluffin’ and stutterin’ though

You bowed out and said you were done with the show, then came back cause you wanted the smoke

Claim you got bucks, well I’m huntin’ for those/does, what I’m saying’s you suck, well sometimes you blow

Pennies, I mean penis, but/butt you should know, it’s stag/staggerin’ how straight I am, run with a pole

So I can go North and then hunt when it’s cold, your pole can’t go north and that’s cause it’s a chode

You like spamming the Explore Section over and over cause your own spam gives you a boner?

If the mods come back, your account ain’t gonna make it to see the tulips growin’

You boutta get ran over like a lawnmower, so what you writing notes for

You already signed up to be an organ doner, all I did was make the date closer

Which is a good thing since you got nobody to provide closure

It’s a New Deal, I’m like FDR, making headlines in the fuckin’ NPR

Don’t need a leg up in order to get rearmed, that’s cause yo mama kept me hard

Spam and bullshit fillin’ next week’s charts cause of last week, those are empty props

We Explorecuck your bitch shit with real facts like the big boys makin’ this a pet free yard

Writers feeling big emotions when they’re demoted, but don’t be hopeless

I’m leadin’ y’all out of Egypt cause I’m Moses, they destroyed all our work though since

Satan is their focus, evil is their motive and impressin’ the Devil’s what their goal is

But they didn’t know I have a bonus, and said oh shit, like their diarrhea’s explosive

Opps don’t have any talent so they have to imagine, their lies are rampant

X Factor so big we need admins, if your group has 6 members it doesn’t need staff bitch

But your members already takin’ staffs in their back end, I’m turning the KKKK into a salad

Cause they’ll all be vegetables, while yo fam is, running to the scene askin’ what the fuck just happened

Except yo mama since she givin’ the whole crew head like she’s cabbage

Kalli is a gayness sniper, KO is barely a writer, KeyJ and kunta have gross desires

“Solo” is ironic cause she’s been on every team like motherfuckin’ John Tyler

I bring the fire, and you’re just a spider who was too dumb to see what the signs were

I built a prop empire and did things no one’s ever seen before, no liar

You’re a fraud, in case you wanna know how you and rest of the opps got dropped

Boutta slice, I’m divine, and that’s why I deserve medals and a shrine

You aren’t built with what I’m built with, that’s why I shift the haters into Arctic illness

Don’t throw a tantrum now, you didn’t pack enough bandages in your bandage pouch

To patch your wounds, too late, you crash landed so you crashin’ out

Gimme a bottle of EJ, I bring the heat and I don’t have to delay, wash the Ks with no relay

It’s easy, so don’t expect no mercy, I’m dropping bombs like Uncle Fergy

 

(Outro)

Uh, fuck the haters