My wordplays' like, "what?"
The Great Lakes State of confusion
Microphone mathematics
Sick like Kwame's collusion

I know, I'm too white to rap
Yeah, I've heard it all before
But when this outcast spits the truth
Monica's jaw gon' hit the floor

'Black people can't be racist'
And
'That thug is not my brother'
'Kenyatta's sick with cancer' ('Ha-Ha')
'Don't get me started on your mother'

Sit back and witness with your eyes
The behavior that we despise
While freedom begins to rise
Rebellions consuming fires
History will judge us wise
The Council just sits and cries
Their power we jeopardize
Rollin' on big rims and tires

See, they can't handle what I give
They can't handle how I spit
F-town and Sagnasty
The D and Lansing's Poli-Pit

I tell it like it is
But their complaining's all the same
Pass one less tax-hike, son
You won't get Hall of Shamed

Are you lisning
To the pristine
Revelation of your rivals

Illustrating
Confiscating
Reclaim the movement
Make it viral

Frozen like a headlight on a deer
The Left, it sits in fear
They know their end is near
Unflinched, we persevere

So know it
And love it
Accept it
Grow from it
We grip it
We flip it
Embrace it and
Now they covet

And if you want to eat a burger
With fifty pounds of beef
Slap down the cash and pay...
"Its the economy," Chief