Octagon

[Hook]

Take a look at this picture

Tell me what does not belong

We've been labeled visitor

It reads like red in an Octagon

[Verse 1]

Hey!

I buckle under pressures with stressed nerves

Clutching a handy bar key

'cause bankers named Edward's net worth

Is more dangerous than a standing army

And cracks to blue ones [?]

Always out of pace to lengthen hues [?]

As far as how he sang the Blues

We used to share the plaintiff's views

Now our ladies Gangster Boos

All the dudes say drank your brews

And the time that that changes is the same day that the penguins flew

That's why I play fender-bender with Fender Rhodes

I ensure gender benders in the centerfold

And don't enter K-holes with A-holes

Our eccentricities are transferred from the placenta folds

We're watermarked for oligarchs who soak in white wine

The engineer, the afternoon, commute a hive-mind

And they don't want cut creators

They want job creators

Funk creationists and creations

Big Pharma liaisons who can wave wands over

Hemorrhaging a college fund

Our preferences lie on a large electronic tongue

At this point, I'm so malnourished

I could kill myself with a water gun

So I'm in the backwater

Slandering black water

My little fits await the issuance of gag orders

But what's more subversive than the region from the shadow of a Shandy's deed[??]

'cause right now I'm bobbing for apples and antifreeze

[Hook]

Take a look at this picture (What?)

Tell me what does not belong

We've been labeled visitor

It reads like red in an Octagon

[Bridge]

Reads like red in an Octagon (Yeah)

This world is ours

But you've profitized every single thing there is under these stars

[Verse 2]

Yeah! A lucky break is always too uncommon

That's why I consume the ramen

Though I pride myself a modern-day Tutankhamen

Vent through the music columns

Saying "Fuck your wants, and don't use a condom"

Rude problems line my inability to stage a boycott

It's like her eyes are two welcoming coin slots

Face is a salivating TV Set, Recalculating GPS

Sputters in the heart cockles

Making my grievances hard to swallow (swallow)

My instincts are to recoil and act craven

When the creed policy is carried by black ravens

Secure countless bajillions up in them tax havens

But most of us stay backspacing 'cause we lack savings

Lactating Mothers of Invention now got titties like black raisins

But I'm still eating

And all of my meals are Pan-Asian

But you and I don't need to be right

We just need the world to adjust to our mistakes

Precious metals in clusters and flakes, I wait [?]

Retrieving truths with plumber snakes

[Hook]

Take a look at this picture (What?)

Tell me what does not belong

We've been labeled visitor

It reads like red in an Octagon

[Bridge]

Reads like red in an Octagon (Yeah)

This world is ours

But you've profitized every single thing there is under these stars