whoseURS. - Charles Foster Kane Lyrics

Find somewhere to scatter my ashes
Ya worldview tilted with the world's axis
People met me with different reactions
Evangelicals worshipping their earthly masters

I believed in a God but worst of all
I hated people buried by the shopping malls
I bought all that overpriced shit
Till I realized I could rise above horizons f*cker
And the sun was always shining
In a literal sense it almost burned me to death
With all the shade they were throwing I still couldn't cool off
Projecting onto me like Lev Kuleshov
Seeing what they believed I should be
Still they couldn't sell me short like walking sticks at swap meets
Still I f*ck 'em five feet smothered by some double D's
Like Muslims eating pork boy you picked the wrong beef

Everyone could save themselves if they wanted to
Instead they grind for a prison like Xanadu
Or surrender their utensils for some baby food
Whose hates it when I say I feel crazier than crazy glue
Just some battle bars for some battle scars
From when I was cutting lawns with a scimitar
And fighting with the czars for a million years
Pissed off a lot of fathers for f*cking up their daughters yards

Burn the Bush then burn the bridge
I hated myself I could forgive
Explosives cause collateral damage
Now I blow the roof off when I pick up the pen
Last year folks forward the rent
Bless my family for help making a dent
Can't help around them being on the defense
Misunderstood like the gay son of mike pence

Painful I feel the hate from within
I blow it right off till it run with the wind
Trying not to pop like puss from a zit
Friends worry Im falling off like skaters eat shit

Find somewhere to scatter my ashes
My worldview tilted with the world's axis
I've met people with different reactions
Still down here worshipping my earthly masters