W.E.I.R.D. Society

We know that American capitalism is morally right Because its chief elements Private ownership, the profit motive And the competitive market are wholesome and good They are compatible with God's laws And the teachings of the Bible And lastly, we know that with her unique economic system I feel a little uneasy in doing this And saying this Nevertheless, I decided I might as well act like a nigga Tell me do you like respect? And when you cash your check Right there with the bank teller Do she look you in your eyes Just clocked out from nine-to-five Do she treat you like you gifted? Or she treat you like you different? Like do you gotta flex? They got that noose around your neck And tell me do you value self-expression? Do you know your soul and flesh and? Grandma came from 'Bama Now she live in Detroit, Michigan Call that Great Migration My mama's immigration She from Central Asia Came to the melting pot of ethnicities and races Her first employers were Caucasian Now she self-employed, they traded places That man gone tell you you can't make it But you know your destination Sometimes I hate the gas station That's where men catcall Say I'm a bitch 'cause I don't date them Orthodox say I don't equate them, shun me 'cause I eat pussy Bible say I'm Satan, I guess we all the same then Secular doxology, mainstream toxicology America's dichotomy, stars and stripes don't father me But them white lies bother me Yeah, them white lies bother me She got a good head on her shoulder Fight for the struggle, sip on some Folger Told me that Black people also own bossa nova Used to be a Jehovah from Genoa Then she moved to Kenosha But Black people don't feel better In Kenosha than they do in Genoa So I knew it was over, over Baby, be nice to me Baby, you sheisty Niggas be triflin' That's why I'm feisty Oh well, fuck it Everybody ducking, hiding who you fucking You hate your wife, you hate your life, you hate your husband Undercover brothers, undercover lovers, hiding under covers undercover summers, delete my number Better use a rubber Congested mind, unclog with a plunger Undercover governs you Your boo tell you what to do Police tell you what to do TV tell you what to do Bible tell you what to do You don't even like them shoes Somebody told you that you do Now you hide your truth Now you hide Taboo So what that mean to you? Look at me, I'm a clown, look down now Who wrote this script? Bow down She got a good head on her shoulder Fight for the struggle, sip on some Folger Told me that Black people also own bossa nova Used to be a Jehovah from Genoa Then she moved to Kenosha But Black people don't feel better In Kenosha than they do in Genoa So I knew it was over, over Oh well, hell Baby, be nice to me Fuck it, oh well Baby, you sheisty Oh well, hell Niggas be trifling Fuck it, oh well That's why I'm feisty You at the strip club with a bad bitch and Henny You think you hot shit, got two chains on and ya belt on Fendi They lie Keep up with the tabloids on your iPhone so you know what's trending They lie Pulling double shifts to keep up with the times And the government got you spending Oh well, hell Fuck it, oh well Fuck it, go tell Fuck your gold trail Fuck your hotel, hoes in the hotel Wearing Chanel Fuck it go sell Wish you well I wish you well, like, what's up? Yeah, what's up? You boss up, everybody boss up You boss up Aye Baby, be nice to me Baby, you sheisty Niggas be trifling That's why I'm feisty Don't try to bite this Bitch, you self-righteous I'm repellent to bullshit, I grow and I build I'm like a cypress Baby, be nice to me Baby, you sheisty Niggas be triflin' That's why I'm feisty Don't try to bite this Bitch, you self-righteous I'm repellent to bullshit, I grow and I build I'm like a cypress Professor Ganus Aren't the majority of our families in the lower income brackets? Not at all, John For the wealth produced within American capitalism Is widely distributed throughout our population As we should see