Humiliation Park

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This is my home
It's where I spend my days
So welcome
To the

Welcome to the Humiliation Park
A place where hopes and dreams rest
Obsessed with the feeling it brings
It stings to sing until I bleed
Though I'm still on my knees
I beg and plead for some more streams

It's a feeling that I just can't shake
It's almost like I get aroused when somebody humiliates me
Though I know so many hate me
But I'm not full
So please I beg keep hating

If I could rip it apart
I would make this place go down in flames
But it's still bringing me all of my fame
so I guess that I am here to stay

I'm okay, I swear
but anytime I swear
I swear that a hair falls off the top of my head
Going bald, giving zero fucks, I'm an old head, I guess
I see them hate, but when they see a song, they press
So they listen, they like it and then they get pressed
They take it to the press and hope that there's a warrant for my arrest

But I'm innocent
Even if I wasn't the police still wouldn't f*ck with me
because they scared I don't care
I let my music blare everywhere
Without care, I see them stare but they keep their distance
That's a good choice there

You're so concerned about this COVID thing yet you're still up in my face spraying disgrace
Saying that I'm ass
But here's a warning, you see me up on the street don't even look at me
Cuz' I promise that it won't be fast

I will kill you right in front of everybody in the store
even the kids with jaws floored
Some people screaming, some on the floor Screaming to they God, praying that they live a couple years more
It's honestly funny

I see these people get money and grow an ego like a flower
But I'm roaming the streets with a nine
Waiting for some people to walk past so I can hit a lick at witching hour
I'm simply sour, I'm the one who crashed into the Twin Towers

Allahu Akbar
Step into my personal space, and I promise you won't walk far
Stab you with a protractor and compass
I love this
Shove a hand up your ass and make you talk like a muppet
A puppet

I control you at the tip of my finger, my gun up to your head
Bitch, I dare you to do something
Either that or get to running have my homie run you over
Get a free decal of blood on his Range Rover

Okay, I admit
I may be talking a little cap
But what's the harm in making a little violent rap

I'll tell you what
Put this song up in your playlist and I promise that that's the safest that you can get
I will hunt you with a stick
Rip off your dick and tits and force feed them to you
50 BMG through the chest just so I can see through you

Never turnin' back
I won't even dial it back
It's my track
I say what I want, fag
And that's facts
And that's final
Rip out and drain your spinal fluid and replace it with a target for my real-life laser tag

Welcome to the Humiliation Park
A place where hopes and dreams rest
Obsessed with the feeling it brings
It stings to sing until I bleed though I'm still on my knees
I beg and plead for some more streams

It's a feeling that I just can't shake
It's almost like I get aroused when somebody humiliates me
Though I know so many hate me
But I'm not full so please, I beg, keep hating

Good run, guys
This was a fire track
Hope you enjoyed it
On to the next song

Psych, this isn't over
I'm pulling you over with a fake police light and siren
Light up your car and leave it red-stained and then I'll drive away
Maybe then I'll go and blame it on Joe Biden

That shit got me crying

Man, I'm done trying
I can't get it through your thick skull
That I'm so fucking tired of all of this bull
Irrational, international satchel placed in the back of your Honda
It's natural

Uh, a satchel referring, like
C4, type shit
Cause I'm gonna blow up your Honda
I think you get it...

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