blowbackwhitney - Thresher Lyrics

Lopping off da soul ritual sacrifice
No dice they told me
I fill the mold or so I'm cold shouldered
I get lonely neutered like a dog tutor
Standing on my scooter
He hit the tooter muted channel
Upon which I looted

Fantasized the price to pay
For this caste haste with the vice grip
Did I get rejected from the cast
From the past race
Replaced with swiftness in accordance
They could not afford this
I could not award it, bitch

It ain't a crime to be this beautiful
It's just a crime to be ruthless
Biding Time with the windows down
Finding solutions
Contorted duties distorted problems assorted
Like ice cream in dreams where I'm found
Courted chivalrous delirious which ward I'm in
Whitney, are you hearing this shit
It's like a therapy session I'm messin
With treasures and weapons, I got a mission in heaven
Are you coming or leaving
I'm teasin I see no reason for why things gotta remain this way
It's lame