Hehehe, ahh
My generation's afraid of opinions, y'all so intolerant (y'all so intolerant)
They're ashamed of themselves 'cause they're privileged and white or they're black and they're opposite (black and they're opposite)
You get charged for harassment for hugging a woman and giving a compliment (giving a compliment)
Y'all way to sensitive, yet, offended to death, bring all the coffins in
I swear that y'all are mad at everything that don't affect your life, heh
I swear that y'all believe that being offended just means that you're right, heh
Swear that y'all just want to be the only ones who everyone likes, heh
I swear if I swear at you ninnies you probably so triggered you'd cry
And nobody wants to be real, everyone's scared of how everyone feels
You become so ultra-sensitive and hyper-tolerant that honestly honesty gonna be illegal
It's crazy y'all get so shocked and bothered from people sayin' things that aren't responsible
If that seems logical, y'all are weak then, someone says retard it ruins your weekend
And that's retarded, my hair been in braids cause it looks hella awesome
Y'all like to scream I appropriate culture but I don't hear nothin', I'm paying homage
Y'all are just tryin' to get likes on your comments, googling quotes that are socially conscious
And saying you're woke doesn't make you a prophet, it makes you a liar and stupid obnoxious
Always on that blah-blah, y'all should keep it to yourselves (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Miss me with that drama, you must think I'm someone else, 'cause y'all don't wanna fuck with me
'Cause I don't feel the pressure, no I will not be censored, I'm not afraid that's why they fuck with me
My name will be remembered, and I will live forever, I bet y'all hate that y'all are stuck with me
Happy Halloween for one evening only you wear what you want (what you want)
Unless it's a poncho, a headdress or afro, you'll piss someone off (eh)
I say Merry Christmas, but I know that it's 'bout to be gone
If religious freedoms such a dire issue, why you dressed like a priest in October for fun
Don't let 'em censor your thoughts, don't let 'em make you regret that you talked
Don't let 'em tell you that nice is the law, tryna make you all right here when nothing is wrong, yeah
Words hurt you, clothes hurt you, memes hurt you, jokes hurt you, we hurt you
Half the time you don't even probably know what hurt you, but you super mad, trust we heard you
You a pawn in the broken system, are you triggered much, you been showin' symptoms
Y'all are so addicted to bein' hopeless victims y'all could crash a plane and blame the road conditions
And your only sickness is your social vision, makes you scared of choices but you're pro decision
So you march a lot but never go the distance, yellin' way too loud until no one listens
Always on that blah-blah, y'all should keep it to yourselves (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Miss me with that drama, you must think I'm someone else, 'cause y'all don't wanna fuck with me
'Cause I don't feel the pressure, no I will not be censored, I'm not afraid that's why they fuck with me
My name will be remembered, and I will live forever, I bet y'all hate that y'all are stuck with me
You look like the devil, you sound like some Christians, you just won a medal for asking permission
You just want a pat on the back in addition to bein' so tolerate fine I admit it
You're nicer, you're better, you're righter, you're brilliant, most sensitive creatures in all of existence
My freedom of thought should be censored with prison, the world would be better if we weren't so different, huh
Always on that blah-blah, y'all should keep it to yourselves (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Miss me with that drama, you must think I'm someone else, 'cause y'all don't wanna fuck with me
'Cause I don't feel the pressure, no I will not be censored, I'm not afraid that's why they fuck with me
My name will be remembered, and I will live forever, I bet y'all hate that y'all are stuck with me
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