Soy Boy With A Gun

My Mom died while I was mastering the album ...I had to put it on pause While my thoughts soon became more poisonous than talcum ...I'm in it for the long haul I'm a heel that works babyface, a babyface works heel, (You either love me or hate me, there's no middle ground) Every IRS letter like a blemish in the T-Zone, but Still too rich to get a PPP loan I don't call weed zaa, I don't call weed runts I was eating Xanax when you were just wee runts Unless it's natural leaf I don't roll weed blunts ....I quit passing trees pre-Covid, Never said to vote Biden, never said to get vaccinated I was focused on grand plans rap related Before you try to criticize as just another snowflake, Put ya damn mask on & try the use of Colgate The law about to get me when I'm tryna live legit Like a multi-player scheme tryna get me to quit I grew up loving TRON, but I relate more to Flynn Still ain't got over Ram dying at the end You a dirt bag rapper that'll never be respected An anti-Vax idiot will get us all infected I never had a flu shot, immune system flawless Rednecks living stupid tryna act like you lawless Yes I do believe we free to make our own decisions, but The price of freedom is responsibility And underground rap is full of White fragility Live my life on the run, Soy Boy With A Gun Hassidic Hillbilly with a snoot full of honey bees Leave me alone & let me tend to my money tree Suave older boss, Captain Kirk, Captain Pick-ard Sincerely yours, Plant-Based Libtard