Word to who couldn't fathom the Obama-sis I hate America, just demand she keeps her promises 20-teens looking the 60's, it's crazy A nationwide deja vu, my people 'posed to do? Go to named after the Klan founder Word 'round town is don't see why we frowning Native American forced to learn about Junípero Serra How is that fair, heroes unsung and some monsters get monuments built for 'em But we all a little bit a monster? We crooked! Man, your are worthless And man can sure try, but only God gives You crooked! Be or be quiet kingdom can catch flames as effortless as riots Entire a card castle, chill And the strength of your whole team is crumbled one meme crooked! Your works is twisted He ain't old to buy beer but go on and enlist him him to Iraq and why he come back crazy? 'Cause no human being should see the of a baby You expect trust in a system that to be convinced Of the madness of trusting a court that a Confederate flag crooked! That's twisted, demented, perverted, got fallen all over us And got the nerve to judge each Crooked! That fatally flawed Like is a sign that you out of the will of God Like one ounce of crack gains the same amount of time As eighteen of cocaine, but ain't they the same crooked! Stay our own kind And muster up a scandal 'stead of celebrating And somehow that's righteous like the world needs to We exposing them posers with boulders Crooked! And at one time, we built One can only why we ain't wiped ourselves out yet We're as good as it crooked! buffoons put a man on the moon And I still can't get cellphone reception in my crooked! Boy, that's often Awful standoff-ish, plan is And awful uncanny, a mis-mark Like Chris Columbus might as well have in Denmark Me - just an Allstar Taylor rhyme sayer And the I ain't get lost on the way here is amazing Me - just a crooked stick in all of its And somehow the school-to-prison pipeline missed And moving minds swiftly and an entire industry Tailor-made for 'cause cuz got bad blood Yeah, y'all still at a Tunnel Rat Pen player, earthworm, cat, hates trend Might learn my lesson the day the world ends And been wrestling with it my wife was my girlfriend Crooked like I'll take a for my wife Yet I wonder what's the skirt of the girl on my flight These eyes are mine, wander off sight, and get me Homie, I'm not a leader, just a hippie with daddy Shatter dreams and promises, a hypocrite All the while in the pulpit, the culprit We are all of the above, right and and indifferent Yet none of the above, it naturally fit in and predicates subjected to my detriment Dedicated to elevating devastating quite a ride but if you look inside, bruh Some things don't make sense, go wit' it We stay perplexed at the truth that logic But who say that logic the best way to it? Man, that's the of our colonizers Truth is proven only through ears and and If you can't it, then you can't trust it That's why they can't explain the love in my daughter's And that conscious rap, oh that's played out You old-school, you old, dude, you out It's not cool, them old rules, they out There's new rules, new dudes ain't like you say you hating when you don't toss 'em a retweet I for every test and y'all is looking for a cheat sheet Things I gotta tell ya, love you too to be scared of ya of contradictions, misnomers and paradox Conclusion like the way that I see me An predator, ten steps ahead of ya Desperately trying to my insecurities Papier maché proper, you to hide the duct tape Defending my card castle like it could in one gust of wind The lust of shackle me just as I be tackling My demons eat through my marriage and my parenting What is arrogant and Eloquent ridiculous, and nervous The of cigarettes and broken dreams Sold out the tickets for the Bands that been contenders now Venice Beach vendors dawg, that could be me I I'd never wear skinny jeans But homie looks dumb in size 40 Dickies laughable, better be adaptable And hit the to see how far that rabbit hole go This is present None of this "already been delivered" mess None of that I'mma let you the rest Lusted little clusters by natives That's the of foolish pride in the eyes of General Custer They watched his slowly close like "Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo" It's confusing, generals get statues Even for the battles that they People are so Perpetuating the same hate out protesting And Netflix exposing the holes in our motives Who's side are you on: or Sky's? You now 'cause every corner boy is now humanized Tryna make ends meet just you and I That your paradigm, bruh that go Change life on sight like the skies in Morocco What is man but soil toiled in fine Hennessy A beautiful garden that a pretty penny Listen it's freely given, but been warned These halos stay balanced on the tip of our We crooked!