For years I have carried the weight of wrong decisions Using kife experience and bad timing as my crutch Fuck your cancel culture witch hunt I was born above all of you and your unevolved mindsets Your lies become your reality while shards if empathetic conscience beam light into glass eyes I approach you with empty hands for my path has been chosen I owe the likes of you absolutely nothing Crawl back under from wherever you came from Another generation for me to spit upon