This is a song about "Automatic"

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

It's automatic i win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished

Refrain from being semi-automatic/ just remember they are pathetic

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted

#you #see automatic, few flee, ought-ta have it

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

To the jurrasic, in fact the nack's almost automatic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

How to fix this, need a mechanic/ if only recovery was automatic/

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.