Elephant in the Room

Don't mean to point out the obvious
But this beat is made to wake and bake to
Made to get you faded and hopefully laid
That's what my hobby is
I fucks with Rollie Fingers, Johnny blaze and Bobby Dig
People mad at me because the Wu Tang is my top ten list
Misogynist if i'm not feminist
Nazi if not independentist
Friends with no benefits, Cumberbatch no Benedict
Veterans are getting burnt expressing what they think about these peasants
That disrespect MCs in heaven
I'm tired of these fake MCs who look like they 11
I'm too old for this shit like Lethal Weapon
But i'm 25
Too young to be a bitter old man so I gets me high,
I kiss the sky like Jimi Hendrix intended
I'll put it briefly but next time will be extended
The possibility is endless, just be humble like kendrick
No need to torture the goon, i believe he surrendered
So my hunger for vengeance will have to serve it's life sentence

This car is a finisher car
A car? This car is a finisher car
A car? This car is a finisher car
Starter car? This car is a finisher car

I keep a fat stack of smack stashed in my back
I see watch you lads lack when you attack rap...
Thinking you pushing limits with gats but you's a lab rat
When you open your mouth all I hear is a laugh track
Your "so called" rap is wack AF
You look like all you do is crack and meth
You haven't paid your debt to hip hop
Why don't you sell some of that shit down at the thrift shop?
Trade them jays for flip flops
Swap your prada bags for ziplocks
Learn how to fuckin rap or keep your lips locked, son
Don't run with scissors and don't play with no guns for fun
Ii can be blunt, joint or bong like chong
Even a bit of a cunt when I'm wrong, or on point with this song
Space jam let's get ready to rumble
I'll show you the way like Knuckles
I want the bass and the treble
Don't wanna rap if it's mumble
'Cause done yo

And I'm done, and I'm done, and I'm done
And I'm done, and I'm done, and I'm done
And I'm done, and I'm done, and I'm done
And I'm done, and I'm done, and I'm done
And I'm done, and I'm done, and I'm done
And I'm done, and I'm done, and I'm done

And be gone from from me
A starter car? This car is a finisher car
A transporter of Gods
The Golden God!
I am untethered and my rage knows no bounds