The End

Cross your T's on your final words

You got ten minutes left to tell 'em what you're worth

When you're done they'll cut you down to the ends of the rule

Just regurgitate social media

Make your straight white friends think you give a fuck

How 'bout I kill you?

Let's see who gives a damn

But you're the Keyboard warrior, no one's sorrier

Your good intentions make me wanna cry

You're like a puppy or some other kinda small animal, man