[Verse 1: Ghais Guevara]
Eastern European, tatted up proper
Move to club music like her whiteness an imposter
Anti-authoritarian, so she don't do the vodka
She just 1/5ths of the girlies that we propped up
Next we got a dolly, sober off the molly, but veteran of the posse
Known to keep her girls mad icy
Which explains the light beam from this west African type 'ting offering rare sightings
Trench coat resembles royal silhouettes, it must be Demna
Wherе the niggas at? Shit they don't remеmber
Rather it's not relevant, they not abstaining nor celibate
They just wanna celebrate
Cause girlie number 4 was 'bout 3 years hesitant to realize his hell is her solace
With the Mugler mafia mean-muggin' and bread-winnin'
Threat was 5'6, 143, with hair thinnin'
Or an athlete that's only all star beside women
Or the egoless, work shifts got his mirror phase twitchin'
In this land where body count begets currency
Took them a minute to see where they lay currently
Girlie number five put me on to the emergency
Not only that, but she stressed the urgency, uh
[Verse 2: Ghais Guevara]
East Coast killa', did his drills proper
Orphans keep him haunted, so he writin' rap operas
Wandered different terrain as he dug for more content
But if you ask him, he lookin' for God's offerin'
In this land where body count begets currency
He got everything he need but too prideful to see
That the answer's in the form of a solace that he won't allow
Cause the gang back home gon' disavow
Yet he's drawn to the sound
[Verse 3: Ghais Guevara]
East Coast village, that's if you ask the locals
But riot shield gear galore gives me the notion
That entities beyond us are renderin' people hopeless
Work from home locusts, starving for some employment
After some time, you get incentivized
A dinner party with the sinners, you just glad it ain't chicken thighs
Not a stranger to code switching, yet tantalized
'Cause every joke is a bold scripture of white lies, uh
What becomes of a role exposed?
The model of my superego is a hoax
The pedagogy pedals those familial tropes that stigmatize my clan with no hope
[Bridge: Ghais Guevara]
It is colonization that causes Oedipus to exist
But an Oedipus that is taken for what it is, a pure oppression
Inasmuch as it assumes that these Savages are deprived of the control over their own social production
That they are ripe for being reduced to the only thing they have left
The familial reproduction imposed on them being no less Oedipalized by force than it is alcoholic or sickly
[Refrain: Ghais Guevara]
And the language instrumental
Jouissance determines all end goals (Uh)
But bet you get healed by the talent at the Temple (Shit)
And the language instrumental
Jouissance determines all end goals (Uh)
But bet you get healed by the talent at the Temple
[Outro: [?] & [?]]
Mayne, why you dragging me into this shit?
'Cause you need to get out the house, gang