Tick tock, just look at the clock
Another motherf*cker with a glock
I ain't got a reason or a goddamn rhyme
It's time I defined and rewind pointed that facade
I'm manufactured by the system, they payed
I'll be goddamned
I'm being condemned
They told me why
I shouldn't be mad
They told me that I have to believe everything they said
And now my maker's manufactured
Manufactured like a store-bought shit stain
On all the corporate from the lies they manipulate to betray
Insane, insane in the motherf*cking membrane
Drink cocaine, look at me now I've lost my f*cking mind and morale
Manufactured anger
Oh my god, the Manchurian candidate
They do me forced, fed with anger
Sell me out like a prostitute for your shit
I'm so used to the pretense
They beat me down while it's over my head
They beat me down while it's over my f*cking head
I ain't gonna wait, waiting for the waste
Get the f*ck out of my face
God I'm a president
They taught you something
But you were nothing
But you knew nothing
Fed shit and kept me in the front
Like a mushroom cloud
From an alien attraction to you
Hallelujah, this is how it goes to hell
No more people to deceive, they only f*cking like themselves
Hear me now, I'm a motherf*cker with a desperate trailblazer
Hear me now, manufactured anger
Oh my god, the Manchurian candidate
They do me for, fed with anger
Sell me out like a prostitute for your shit
I'm so used to the pretext
They beat me down while it's over my head
They beat me down while it's over my f*cking head
Follow me on threads, so you can see the dread
Instagram told me to be angry today, I go to bed with this anger in my mind
So they can still be blind Motherf*ckers run, I tried
Burning, burning, social, media, rudder, mother
I'm not social