Counter-Counter Culture

Shit you got shot
The wound overflowed with sodium
Your bitch existence rotten
Meme-in' and emoji-in'
I wish you kids would stop
Bitchin' pansies at the podium
Your shit will never drop
I switched your xannies with Imodium
I had to battle y'all
Knuckles lined with y'all incisors
Rap to add to the catalogue to trick kid buyers
Say you're sad but you have it all
You fuckin' liars promote Adderall so much that I swear you're signed by Pfizer
It's the counter-counter culture
Ooh you so modest
If it's food for thought you're after it's a famine not a harvest
It's the counter-counter culturе
Who front the hardest?
It's a million fucking rappers not a singlе fucking artist
I'm like
Damn straight your shit should am-scray
Bunch of classmates half-baked all over the damn place
Colon-bracket, sad face
Stackin' mad graves
Only sixteens that you got are the kids all up in your fan base
Half dead-horse
Half gold-geese
You phonies rap to smoke weed
I filter none
While you play to stay the set course
And profit slowly
Like gold teeth, gold teeth, gold teeth
Not a single silver tongue
It's the counter-counter culture
Ooh you so modest
If it's food for thought you're after it's a famine not a harvest
It's the counter-counter culture
Who front the hardest?
It's a million fucking rappers not a single fucking artist
It's the counter-counter culture
It's the counter-counter culture
It's the counter-counter culture
It's the counter-counter culture