Prism

What you mean they don't look that part, let me elucidate it

Your people don't wanna see them and this is you evasive

Your thesis, don't really mean it, you ain't eschewing payment

You're always calling us wrong, that's why the fewest make it

And why we're only getting high to your new shows

And why we're only going thrifting for some new clothes

Well, we, but I mean, they pick

Because I'm tragic at fashion, my style's sitting at zip

I'm still engineering, they ain't wanna hear my bars tho

Only want a song of money, how the cars go

Me and my partner's, it has no AC

You gotta keep your drink there, cupholder's holding the Beats Pill