fightin for scraps

I was destined to be next-in-line, the king

But now I'm losing interest in almost everything

While the rest of humanity is fighting for scraps

I'm just sitting, watching this fights among cats

I might as well reincarnate as a filthy rat

Scurryin' down the sewers to avoid attacks

But I'm a man, I do not cower in the face of danger

I'ma stand up proud and strong to face these strangers

Life phases in stages, they pin me down in pages

They try to kill me emotionally with images

In this age we anticipate the apocalypse

And with this rage I predicate the fucking red lips

The eclipse, great sips on this cup of coffee, my tea

Opaque as hell but my reflection is all that I see

Weird to y'all but it makes complete sense to me

While y'all faggots can keep being wannabes

I want to see the end of time, humanity panics

And all we see is similarities, although distinct

And we no longer see ourselves as Asians or Hispanics

When hypocrites stop saying shit that contradicts