This is a song about "Weber s model of bureacracies"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

You based your life off of 50's shit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

I know you do your thing, but be a role model,

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Customize a server instance like a model train

It´s the battle of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Heard you do anything for a pair of 110s