Way Too Jacked For The Gulag

[Intro]
Y'all already know what it is
A lot of people tryna tell me "Oh my God, you should be so scared!"
You know, pushing fear like the media... just on a different side
And I already told them *laughs*
I'm about to get too jacked for the gulag, it's alright

[Chorus]
I’m way too jacked for the gulag
I ain’t getting caught, like it was a game of school tag
AOC wanna put me on to the food stamps
But I don’t want government to make their move yet
Can’t decide if I want a blonde or brunette
Pandemic Flow, like it’s coming out of Wuhan
I just praise Christ, stay away you humans
But if you want beef, I’m serving up the Hunan, hey...

[Verse 1]
I’m way too fast for the gulag
I don’t trust y’all like I don’t trust the moon man
Is he talking MTV, or la luna
The more that they show, it’s looking like the Truman
Get what I’m saying, everything is zoomed in
Left, right trap, they set it up like a crew man
I be too good at rapping not to do this
Got 600,000,000 million views with out the music, hey...
The 1st Amendment, that’s for my mouth
The 2nd Amendment, that’s for my house
I get why you wanna take both
But I ain’t going out without a bout
I ain’t going out without a shout
Talking shit like boxers for the clout
But I don’t want your money or attention
I just wanna get my message out

[Chorus]
I’m way too jacked for the gulag
I ain’t getting caught, like it was a game of school tag
AOC wanna put me on to the food stamps
But I don’t want government to make their move yet
Can’t decide if I want a blonde or brunette
Pandemic Flow, like it’s coming out of Wuhan
I just praise Christ, stay away you humans
But if you want beef, I’m serving up the Hunan... hey

[Verse 2]
I’m way too jacked for the gulag
I don’t trust y’all like I don’t trust the moon man
Is he talking MTV, or la luna
The more that they show, it’s looking like the Truman
Get what I’m saying, everything is zoomed in
Left, right trap, they set it up like a crew man
I be too good at rapping not to do this
Got 600,000,000 million views with out the music, hey...
*gasp* *gasp* Messing with me? 
Y’all don’t really want to start
I got soul & spirit in my heart
My mind faster, sharper than a dart
I ain’t gotta part
Americana I’m a legend
I’ma stay until it’s heaven
I would rather go out on my feet
Then have to bow down to the devil
I will not settle
We were some immigrants
Now we some very, very lucky citizens
I will not give it in
I know they wanna come militant
Taking taxes off my dividends
I got the infinite
I know they feel me in Michigan
Even Alabama's into it
I just say Roll Tide, we gon’ win again
I got them rolls wide like a Michelin
Man, I be different
I know you sick of it
All of sycophants, steady hinting it
The want the Gulags, for the dissidents
I am a true man, I stay vigilant
I don’t not wish for the militant
But I have to say, it’s so close, it feel intimate
They move the goal posts like an instrument
I will not go, slow to imprisonment, yeah...
I’m way too fast for the gulag, I’m way too fast for the gulag
I don't look good in a durag
God is Great! Might sell a new hat, hey...
My work ethic is an earth treasure
Y’all ain’t heard records like I serve better
They want throat choked like a surf necklace
Ya’ll are so gross, like a burnt breakfast, I be out...

[Chorus]
I’m way too jacked for the gulag
I ain’t getting caught, like it was a game of school tag
AOC wanna put me on to the food stamps
I don’t want government to make their move yet
Can’t decide if I want a blonde or brunette
Pandemic flow, like it’s coming out of Wuhan
I just praise Christ, stay away you humans
But if you want beef, I’m serving up the Hunan, hey...

[Verse 2]
I’m way too fast for the gulag
I don’t trust y’all like I don’t trust the moon man
Is he talking MTV, or la luna
The more that they show, it’s looking like the Truman
Get what I’m saying, everything is zoomed in
Left, right trap, they set up like a crew man
I be too good at rapping not to do this
Got 600,000,000 million views with out the music, hey...
The 1st Amendment, that’s for my mouth
The 2nd Amendment, that’s for my house
I get why you wanna take both
But I ain’t going out without a bout
I ain’t going out without a shout
Talking shit like boxers for the clout
But I don’t want your money or attention
I just wanna get my message out

[Outro]
Tanning on a cruise to Panama
Till my skin darker than Kamala
Keep it too real, for the camera
Ya’ll are fantasy, like a Camelot 
I said…
Tanning on a cruise to Panama
Till my skin darker than Kamala
Keep it too real, for the camera
Ya’ll are fantasy, like a Camelot
I be out

[Outro]
I'm telling y'all, don't mess with me this year
Stay in your lane
But don't be out here pushing psy-ops and disinfo
Ha