Delicious wings. (flames.)

[Verse] No water under the bridge with you trolls These are my Peter Parker "Black Suit" flows Shot web down your throat like Peter North, brought pork to your Seder The recalcitrant leader of a cult formed from exiled 4chan users Gore spammed to your girlfriend's computer I swear to Yeezus, this ain't a rant, it's a threat I can't promise, cause futures aren't guaranteed I'm just honest Screaming at the Burger King cashier, "Hurry up with my damn croissantwich!" Standing topless on the counter Frantic; frisky; sweaty and aroused It's almost ready now, I can taste it My 15 minutes of fame; with bacon Aww yiss! Muthafuckin' breadcrumbs! Rappers don't make shit but scraps, and news flash: You don't do shit but rap Sorry, internal monologue I'm a clown that can't juggle a lot of balls That's a fraud, even worse, it's impersonating something that seemingly lacks apparent worth Can't a young nigger make the whites smile anymore? Aren't I your hilarious project? Am I not everything you wanted? I am my experiment gone wrong This is not a song This is every day that begins with confidence only to end in a pile of common sense, contradiction, and me cocking my dick Awww, skeet skeet, God damned me again... ... Awww, skeet skeet, God damned me