Smoke Up Your Ass
Im kissing your million dollar grin
Youre knocking and Im gonna let you in
Im basking in charisma when your gesture commands
Im shaking your over-shaken hand
So when will the faces of the people we all see
Above the headlines resemble somebody like me?
His collars whiter than his skin like predesecors past
He got no check on the ballot I cast
Debating on nothing good for us
Its over, who needs your fuckin trust
Im asking for charisma and I see youre like the rest
Telling me to fuck off; whod ever guess?
Heres smoke up your ass
