Mistel Marie - Society of Dead Mothers Lyrics

Who's got a dead mother let me welcome you in
Society of dead mothers and abandoned children
Variety and many colors but we still blend
Global guts but we do not want to spill them
It's a rut putting up with all the situations
From a life of suicide and temptation
I'm a genocide for the mumble generation
I'm sick of talentless bitches in the rap nation
All you motherf*ckers coming for the industry
I'm illuminated so you can't f*ck with me
Oh my gosh he sold his soul to society
Secrets out I'm a puppet hung from bribery
I'm the Jared Leto of rap
I never ever age you could say I'm Peter Pan
The way I work the stage I'm flying off in the stands
I'll be this boy forever you can grow up be a man

I found myself in a house just the other night
Filled with models taking pictures in the lime light
They thought I was model too but I clarified
I'm not a model but I'm damn well qualified
To have my photo taken watch it go nationwide
Nationwide but I'm not on your f*cking side
I didn't wanna say it but I'll go say it twice
I'm here to kill the mumble generation homicide
Bring it back to the women who are dignified
But in the sack like to f*ck and get amplified
Pussy so pure it must purified
Plus she's a vegan organic certified
When they're taller than me I feel magnified
I'm only six foot three and you're a mountainside
When you sit on my face I keep you satisfied
Rock your body Timberlake I'm so justified