Diplomatic Immunity YCK

Fake more of the same
Given immunity never change
It’s all uncontained the freedom is slain
I’m under their scrutiny fuck their reign

Bitch I don’t give a damn
What they’re thinking who I am
How they look to start a class war
But that ain’t what I stand for

First things first imma fucking wordsmith
Said a lotta things but I think you ain’t heard shit
Crippling condition introversion
No pink slip owned or parking permits

Finna leave when I please look away don’t breathe
I’ll ignite spitting fire melt the snow don’t seethe
But I’m so damn cold make the boiler freeze
I’m in a black sweatshirt bout to foil a scheme

No one camе out by the fucking precinct
I was held for a day but I didn’t rеthink
Anything that I did anything that I said
I was just glad with a roof over my head

Rehabilitation I’m finding myself acquainted
With the grey walls straight jackets in basements
Wouldn’t say I’m cutting back more than not sedated
Trip into the psych ward now my skin is annotated