Checking Out

People are willing to be made over in the image of these corporations. They don't care what you're saying. They don't care what you're thinking. That's what you get this anger

Mic check, one, two, my checks bounce
Mic check, one, two, my checks bounce

No mistake about it, this is how it feels
Keep your eyes on the road, and your hands up on the wheel
I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
Smoked up unemployment and forgot why I was here

I remember hanging on tight, like I might fall off
I could get a little uptight, like I might fall off
Pray for the addicted, hope for the down and out
For the kids who never did it, plus the ones who shout it out
Now I know I'm different, I don't know why, I don't know how
But I know it's not allowed, I'm black and I'm proud

All we really need is a couch and a TV
I don't need to meet any more kids like me
Smoking weed, doing dirty deeds
Have you heard of me?
Stop, you're hurting me
Do this til I’m 33
Greta Garbo with the movie star flow
Caviar and escargot, but we throw it to the dogs, though
I’m sorry I’m a dog, ho
Yeah, all my dogs know
That pussy was so-so
Ma, I’m rapping, yo, yo

Maybe [?] these corporations

I’m checking out, I’m checking out
I’m leaving now, I’m leaving now
I’m checking out, I’m checking out

A lot of confusion

Lawless, obnoxious, anxious, and awkward
Still sticking Mama for her best lasagna
Conquer Yonkers to the streets of Little Italy
I got my right hand up the dress of Lady Liberty
Six genres, two dogs, and four ounces
Three chicks and four friends I can’t vouch for
You need to get out more
Nah, you need to get the fuck out my face, bruh
Before I go another level you don't know

Fuck the heavens, fuck the earth, fuck your boys that never held you down

You’re claiming Googles help it

Overdraft fees, hospitals, a lollipop, and a smile on your way out

I’m checking out, I’m checking out
I’m leaving now, I’m leaving now
I’m checking out, I’m checking out

Now it’s these endless, monotonous Tweets. Meaningless. Meaningless. [?] This is a figment of your imagination, when the reality of the situation is life on Earth has not changed. This whole social media stuff is bogus. Facebook, we have two billion users? This is garbage. This is designed to demoralize the individual. I’ll never have two billion followers. The internet allows you to make your own dynamic, your own universe. Why are you gravitating towards someone else’s universe? What's the difference between a Slate and a Slime?