[Verse: Wrekonize]
I swear this world has lost its motherf**ing mind
And its like it's been up to public design to have us all undermine
My DC's are primed to visit the finish line, but I just can't get out of this quicksand
Every other second, every minute is another chance to get it
When the [?] pushing us to the limits
I need room to breathe, and a room that sees all across the water, look at this city
If you f**ers need me you know where I am
Even though that friend thinks I ran like I wasn't never fam
God damn what a scam
They got you acting again like you lost your f**ing mind, and I've been trying to reel it in
But that ship done sailed
I already knew what it was from the quick thumbnail
This world has gone PC, and I don't mean the OS, fool
I mean like in this world today I'm feeling like Deadpool
Scared face where they just cut out the cancer
Smile on the [?] like I think I just got the answers
But truth be told there's no control, Bruce Banner
I'm just trying to stay alive and not get f**ed, Sansa
Stark on the crest, Stark I'm the best Tony
Stark [?] Stark I'm the man, blow me
Stark off the branch, Stark run the trap solely
I'm like Thomas Shelby in this b**h, I'm feeling unholy
See I got nothing left, but doing this music sh**
No that's a lie I got a few other [?] I'm in
But I've been sitting here [?]
And trying not to let it blow like [?]
My Strange fam has been known to erase plans
Of wack rappers trying to mumble over the base and
To be completely honest I ain't stressing on they clan
'Cause bigger trolls are blocking the lane now
Space jam
They got [?] I got King Kong bars
Riding long boards tearing through a golf course
This industry is shaky got us down on all fours
Getting f**ed on the screen with no soft core
Just got my royalties back in the drop
Feeling weird 'cause i think somebodies wires were crossed
My songs streamed a million times
sh**, well that's kind of boss
It earned me just enough to go out for a KFC box
So I focus on the fans out on tour shaking hands
Sending messages again and again and again
'Cause y'all keep me in this game sh**
So why don't they reply back?
It would be real ironic if I couldn't Wrekonize that
Strange game chained down to my waistline
Second album for the snake and bat, Its about game time
Stiff competition on that May 5th date line
But a great move for culture, I'm ready to make mine
So let this sh** be known all around this sticky globe
The season has begun, don't you leave your [?] alone
I'm coming for the beats and I'm leaving them with murder
One month until we eject into the further