Four Cornered Room ft. Don Dubious & Cousin Frank Lyrics

I see puppets and puppeteers

People proppin' up they camera to publish their public tears

Playin' puppeteer, but really on the puppet tier

So now they sayin' anything to hear the other puppets cheer

Misinformation to spark up each other's fears

Wallowin' in distractions, they minutes turn into years

I fear all this shit gettin' weird

The way that they appear, we could never be peers

Too many suckers for there to be so many mirrors

I think they wanna be buried in Mike Amiri's

They plottin' on trendin' topics, they gossip to God's ears

It's tea and crumpets and Trump shit, whole bunch of dysfunction

Drill music is pumpin, Glock switches is dumpin

The labels profit from it, the Vlad's profit from it

Adam 22, he a cuckold, he profit from it

These colonizin' content makers, sick to my stomach

Why we volunteer our culture to these vultures

What can I say, it's just the American way

Gentrify and incentivize genocide

So it's easy to see rapper guys get capitalized

Over-sexualized, who gettin' laid

They want ownership, you wanna get paid

Be your own man, you won't have to get made

And if you save yourself, you won't have to get saved

Unh, pull your mind back

Unh

Yeah

Watching

Sittin' in my room like Brandy

Unh

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Yeah, pull your mind back

I knew we met each other this morning for a reason

Thinking, talking

We worked out our problems

Look like we should have better days in front

Just because we took our time to think and talk

For a much better understanding