cultural deformity
sell cocaine but nigga i don't use it
live this life b i didn't choose it
see DL's 'bout where i lose it
everyone was shouting
whose side are you on
meet the sub-geek
|\|ever gettin it on
just wipe the smile from off of my face
leave my life in a small/grungy/dirty place
slept on dale's porch in a cardboard box
become a bump key for a master lock
ifnya start frontin everybody bums
extremely lazy even when the work comes
they'll die poor because we're rich
too bad nobody even give a shit
the poor lie because they're poor
my life's another USA metaphor
im a predator but i'm not a drone
i'm big league without my cellular phone
try an call me get a dial tone
I'd rather bitch-niggas just leave me alone

