Your whole world view is built on a gender studies class While I'm out here just trying to mow my own damn grass You're mad about a statue, you're trying to change the past You think that capitalism is something that can't last Go ahead and try to cancel me, I'll just get a bigger crowd Sayin' all the quiet parts a little bit too loud You're glued to MSNBC, you think it's all the truth I'm the verbal hand grenade to the feelings of your youth