Demigods (feat. Street Mike)

More popular than presidents Followers on Instagram Twitter fans outnumbering the Vatican Philosophers to commoners Preaching their beliefs Teachers to teenagers Pledging their allegiance Their faces —a new faith, new state, new religion Stages, synagogues, praise their monologues Raising minor children, without our consent All the content that trend, get cemented in their heads Music videos with million views on YouTube Political views from their social media to you If you disagree or think critically Zeus will strike you with lightning Coz they are Hercules Entertained by their antics Trained by semantics Ingrained by their mental gymnastics They label opposition as a conspiracy theorist Alt-right white supremacist Cowards You’re so afraid of people of faith You infiltrated all their holy places Indoctrinate, replaced with paganism Satan’s wisdom smitten with your lil victims Defaced and disgraced, brains erased Chasin' the taste, of cheesy frickin pizza The lives that you waste in the lives you embrace Slugs in the Divine artillery — tormentis Divina (Ratatatata) Pater aeterne Miserere nobis Better for a millstone to be wrapped around your neck And be thrown into the sea Than be flown into the pit that is waiting for thee (If you don’t repent) Normalizing porn, fornication and divorce Opening foreign borders for new hoards of newborns Forcing horse manure on minds immature Murder and torture, purported as obscure humor Modern art masking your macabre rituals Macaulay called in asking for O’Rourke sandals Subliminally ingraining grotesque imagery So criminally, you drain and ingest baby bleeds Hiding in plain sight, escaping litigation Guiding insane strife, with great disinformation Self-proclaimed GOATs, gods of constellation You’re shit in plain clothes, gods of constipation Word of advice: quit dealing with the lord of lies No surprise; we’re peeling at your smug disguise The sage parts thee with an aged art seed The rage darts free when you make hearts bleed