STAR

I don't litter, I wanna throw your body in the trash can

Steal a car, then hit another victim live on the dash cam

Post that shit on Tik Tok, watch all the brain rot fuckers call it fake

Then go stand on my employer's cams and shoot myself in the face

Angle it so I don't die, then guilt my boss into giving me a raise

Traumatize old ladies and then laugh at 'em when they pray

Shit, I'm a shell of my former self, I think the real me's stuck in Hell

Now I'm stuck with this sulfur smell, only time will tell

If I heard the tome of the bell, or I fucked up casting spells

Or am just a cloud of thoughts emerged from a clump of fucking cells

If we are the universe and everything and everyone is connected

Then I'm all the best and all the worst simultaneously reflected